Working it Out

First, something amusing.
Joseph was getting things out of his toy box. We're pushed for space so it's in the living room. He decided that he didn't want any of the toys he'd already got out of the toy box and neither did he want any of the toys at the front of his toy box. No, he wanted something over at the back, something that needed a bit of reaching to get to. He often goes up on tip toes, but that wasn't enough. He stretched as far as he could get, but that wasn't enough.
With one final super-baby push, he got within reach of the toy. The problem was that he had slightly over done the force needed and in a fine demonstration of the laws of physics he pushed his centre of gravity over the edge of the box. This meant that his feet came up and his head went down.
He landed right on top of the toy he wanted, but this didn't cheer him up. Whilst he was now well within reach of his toy, he could not play with it, not with his head resting in the box and his little legs kicking free in the air out of the top.
I've never really approved of the idea of schadenfreude, I always think it's a rather odd trait in someone to find the sight of someone-else's misfortune amusing.
It was those wiggling legs. There was something strangely funny about the whole thing, but I resisted it as best as I could and rescued my struggling son from his box before the toys got too covered in dribble and snot. Perhaps he'll learn from his adventures with Newtonian physics.
Today he has been shouty. Lots and lots of running around and shouting "Da!" at the top of his voice to everything in sight. I was trying to watch something interesting on the iPlayer and he was adding his own opinion at every opportunity.
I looked over to him and said "Shhh!" which made him chuckle and do a sort of imitation hiss back. I followed it up with a whispered "Da" and he looked at me, and did exactly the same thing back! This lasted all of a few minutes, he wandered about whispering the same syllable that he had been shouting earlier. He's back to shouting now, but you never know, it might just work again.