Showing posts with label mazes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mazes. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Blood on the road! Quotes from Isaacland

Isaac loves maps. Isaac loves mazes. He loves tracing his hand up and down and round to get from one point to the other. He loves maps like the ones you find in Winnie the pooh that shows the details of the 'Hundred Acre woods'
And then recently Isaac got his little eyes into Google maps... Aaah what excitement.
So one evening we are traveling in the car and keep getting stuck traffic. After a 1/2 hr of frustration I pulled out my phone to check how 'bad' the traffic was as our journey continued. The map came up and as usual the whole of Bangalore looked like a jam at 7 pm. Isaac peers over my shoulders and his jaw drops
Isaac: Amma there is blood on the road!

Google maps you may need to change your color code to save the innocence of my 5 year old!

Friday, March 28, 2014

A maze of questions : Quotes from Isaacland

Entering the new phase of life, Isaac now loves doing mazes. He loves tracing it with his finger and helping people and things find their way about. So I thought I would encourage this new interest. I printed out a bunch of mazes and there was one with a Pilgrim and a turkey.

Me: Isaac can you help the Pilgrim get to the turkey. See its thanksgiving and the pilgrim wants to eat the turkey
Isaac: No

So let me just elaborate - this turkey has feathers and a beak and looks all pretty whereas Isaac is used to seeing (in pictures) turkeys without the feathers or the face and roasted to a beautiful brown.

Me: Why Isaac? Pilgrims must eat turkey on Thanksgiving.
Isaac: No! Its bad to eat the turkey. It will get hurt
Ahemmmm

Me: Isaac do you like chicken
Isaac: Yes
Me: Do you  like eating chicken
Isaac: Yes
Me: Like that - the Pilgrim loves to eat Turkey
Isaac: NO!


A day later we were walking outside the gates and there were a couple of chickens walking about with feathers and head and all.
Appa: Isaac shall we eat that chicken (He had heard about our conversation the previous day)
Isaac: No appa!
Appa: Why Isaac?
Isaac: Because we must only buy chicken from the shop

I think a visit to the slaughter house is due!