Electricity

Yesterday we were playing outside in the afternoon (finally an afternoon cool enough to allow said activity), Andrew was pushing a baby push toy around the driveway. It was his and worked for the twix and they all pretend it is the second kid lawnmower or stroller or whatever push item they need for whatever particular game they're playing. One of the legs on the darn thing snapped in two and scrapped his leg.

During his recovery time on the couch, he chose the Time Machine episode of Phineas and Ferb. Andrew has always interacted with his shows. The fireside girls go back in time to rescue Phineas, Ferb, and Candace. The time machine needs to be plugged in, Candace yells, "Where are we going to find electricity in Dinosaurland?" as she throws her arms into the air holding the plug.

Andrew says to Candace in his best pathetic-pouty-I'm-miserable voice, "Right there."

I start to laugh as Candace is lit up and Andrew obviously knew it was coming. Andrew reacts, "Mommy you shouldn't laugh, elec-trick-ity is very dangerous and I don't like it."

"But Andrew, you are watching it on the show..."

"Well that's just pretend, Mommy."