Here's a toy you may vaguely remember: an Elmo cell phone. You got it when you were about a year old and always liked to press the buttons, which made beeping sounds like some cell phones do.
I don't recall if it actually answered with a voice, though you had a different telephone that did so. You no dount liked it because Elmo was on it, and he by far was your favorite fictional character when you were 1-2 years old.
Still, by the time you were two, you no longer played with the cell phone, having outgrown it. You found my real cell phone much more fun to play with!
I have created this site so that my son, Kieran Edward Bignell, will be able to easily find me, his father, Rob Bignell, and so that he will know that I love him, that I always have, and that I always will. Against our wishes, we have been torn from one another's lives and kept apart, separated by distance and time. But one day, Kieran will seek me. Kieran - I am here for you. Come to me.
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Friday, August 2, 2013
Sunday, September 30, 2012
'Hello? The banana is for you'
Had a banana this morning and instantly thought of you. "Why?" you ask.
Whenever we went to the supermarket together, you sat in the grocery cart seat, and as we'd pass the bananas in the produce section, I'd always say, "Why look at all of the yellow telephones they have for sale!"
You'd say, "Those aren't telephones! They're bananas!"
Ignoring you, I'd go "Brrrngg!" and then hold a banana to my head as if it were a telephone. "Hello?" I say into the banana. "Why yes, he's right here." I'd then pass the banana to you and say, "It's for you."
You'd hold the banana to your head as if it were a telephone and go, "Hello?"
Then you'd get this disgusted look on your face, knowing that you'd been tricked, and say, "This is NOT a telephone."
After a few seconds as we moved on, you'd unpeel the banana and eat it!
Whenever we went to the supermarket together, you sat in the grocery cart seat, and as we'd pass the bananas in the produce section, I'd always say, "Why look at all of the yellow telephones they have for sale!"
You'd say, "Those aren't telephones! They're bananas!"
Ignoring you, I'd go "Brrrngg!" and then hold a banana to my head as if it were a telephone. "Hello?" I say into the banana. "Why yes, he's right here." I'd then pass the banana to you and say, "It's for you."
You'd hold the banana to your head as if it were a telephone and go, "Hello?"
Then you'd get this disgusted look on your face, knowing that you'd been tricked, and say, "This is NOT a telephone."
After a few seconds as we moved on, you'd unpeel the banana and eat it!
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