So Ulysses had been borrowing our CD collection and found a particular CD that started our with an odd little song. This was a mix that a friend gifted on us, so there's a variety of stuff we really like and stuff that we'd never listen to on them, but for the most part its pretty good. This particular song I think was included because its absolutely ridiculous and plays an absurd contrast against the other songs on the album. In any case, the song repeats several times "total slaughter, total slaughter, lets begin by killing time." Ulysses decided he liked this song and started singing it and writing its rhymes on little drawing's he made of floating ghost police robots, but it was pretty clear he didn't really know what was meant by the phrase. So as our final bed time story last night I told him about the Jaredites. It really made an impression. This morning before going off to school, he taped a piece of paper to my spot at the table that read: "totel sloter is a sad & bad ting."
I hadn't been lecturing him, just thought I'd explain to him what the song meant and why it wasn't necessarily meaning that it was a good thing, but apparently he really wanted to show me he understood what I said. I was touched. Bed time stories are fun that way. Though, I think this is the first night in about a week that I didn't tell him another story about Ammon. He really likes the one about the arms.
6 days ago