When you think of movies that capture a 2 year old boy’s heart, typically Cars, Finding Nemo, or Monster’s Inc. (ironically all Pixar) comes to mind. But for our little guy, he has been won over by the singing, dancing penguin, Mumble of Happy Feet. I am not kidding when I say that D is obsessed. And I really can’t figure out why. It isn’t Pixar, it is about a penguin, and there is very little action in this movie. And what boy likes all that singing? I know people have some issues with this movie, you know that it’s got this big enviromental agenda and stuff, but hey, if it teaches my kid not to throw a six pack plastic ring into the ocean because it could get stuck around a penguin’s neck, then that’s alright with me. So D has the whole movie down. I mean, he can’t say a lot, although he tries, but he can lipsink along with the words, and he’ll even move his head to immitate the actions in the movie. It is really cute, kind of strange, but cute. Anyways, he’ll watch it at any chance he gets, even if it is back to back to back (not that he’s ever done that). And when he is really happy and excited, he’ll break out into “appy peet” and just start moving his feet rapidly and moving back and forth, kind of like he’s dancing. Just picture someone who really has to go to the bathroom, but is kind of intoxicated. Or, picture Mumble, and you’ll get the idea. Anyways, it’s almost like a twitch, I guess it is kind of like his version of laughing or squeeling with delight. His feet just get happy.
So, we loaded the movie onto our ipod when we went to WA a few months ago so that D would have something to do on the plane. I realized a few weeks ago how easy it is to plug the ipod into the stereo and let D watch his little movie when he is potty training, or all last week when S was off to VBS and D needed a little company while she was gone. I think I spoiled him, however, because he is starting to think that “appy peet” can be a part of the daily routine.
The other morning before S woke up, I was feeding D breakfast, and he said, “appy peet?”
“No, just eat your breakfast.”
“Pease, Mommy?”
“No, just eat. Go ahead and pray.”
So, D went ahead and did his prayer routine, “Mommy, poo, wawi, tias, nigh…” (translation: Mommy, Food, Sorry, Jesus, Good Night, sometimes he throws in a “happy birthday” in there because S’s birthday was two weeks ago, and we really don’y know why he says sorry in his prayers, but he probably knows what bad things he did, so okay)
…Then, in the middle of the routine, with his hands still folded, he opens one eye and cocks his head to look at me and says, “appy peet, Amen.”
I burst out laughing, and well, let’s just say his prayer was answered. (hey, you would have done it too if you had been there.)
