In order to break Troy from the unhealthy stronghold of technology on his life, I have laid down a law that he will no longer be viewing any TV or music videos while he eats. Instead, I have forced him back to his books, which surprisingly, he has taken to quite well. The only downside is that he still requires a little bit of entertainment while he eats, which usually consists of me doing the voices of the animals in his books.
I do a pretty good bird, duck, horse, frog, cat, dog, donkey, and sheep...if I do say so myself. My goose, elephant, and lion aren't bad either. However, my bear sounds a little like Chewbacca from Star Wars...okay, it sounds a LOT like Chewbacca. Fortunately, Troy is not familiar with this character yet, so he accepts my bear without judgement. The real problem is when we get to the goldfish. I'm at a total loss. Troy looks up at me expectantly, but I have no idea what sound a goldfish makes. I could fudge it, I suppose, he really wouldn't know the difference, but I believe in instilling him with worldly accuracy where possible. So, I stand there with a blank look on my face and silence from my lips. Eventually, I end up making bubble sounds, because that is the closest I can think to what they must sound like. He seems satisfied by this and turns the page, much to my relief. But that relief is short-lived when the next page reveals a teacher!
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