On Saturday morning at 7am, Ivo opened his eyes and asked, “What in my brain?” My eyes weren’t quite open-able yet, and Ivo asked again. Ryan and Burl (who is usually the first up) were stirring as I searched for some child-friendly answer in my brain. None found, I sputtered, “Neurons…” No, he doesn’t know neurons. “Chemicals…” He’s heard of chemicals. Ah! - “…electricity.” Ivo knows what electricity is… and what’s wrong with getting your head around the weirdness that electricity which runs through wires also powers your brain?
Ivo just glared at me.
Thank g-d, Ryan had the presence of mind to offer a waaaay better answer, “Ideas, memories and stories.”
Yea. That.
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Just a couple days earlier, a post bath, nudey-body Ivo, was busy conducting stress tests on his penis and scrotum when he jumped up and ran into the kitchen, “Papa, Papa! What in my scwotum?!?!?”
“Chemicals, neurons…” No, no... Ryan told him about testicles.
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In more scrotal news, at the science museum on Saturday, Ivo noticed a simulated CT scanner that runs over a model of a prone man from head to foot like a pair of X-ray eyes, illuminating the innards, section by section. Ivo watched patiently while an older girl used the machine. After 5 minutes I nudged Ivo toward the mini-zoo. Ivo refused, fascinated, waiting and said “What in da penis?” Finally the girl left and we checked it out. The penis disappeared, but we could see the testicles.
Ivo just glared at me.
Thank g-d, Ryan had the presence of mind to offer a waaaay better answer, “Ideas, memories and stories.”
Yea. That.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Just a couple days earlier, a post bath, nudey-body Ivo, was busy conducting stress tests on his penis and scrotum when he jumped up and ran into the kitchen, “Papa, Papa! What in my scwotum?!?!?”
“Chemicals, neurons…” No, no... Ryan told him about testicles.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
In more scrotal news, at the science museum on Saturday, Ivo noticed a simulated CT scanner that runs over a model of a prone man from head to foot like a pair of X-ray eyes, illuminating the innards, section by section. Ivo watched patiently while an older girl used the machine. After 5 minutes I nudged Ivo toward the mini-zoo. Ivo refused, fascinated, waiting and said “What in da penis?” Finally the girl left and we checked it out. The penis disappeared, but we could see the testicles.
Science, so cool.
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