Last week he watched Home on the Range, which has a 2.5 minute Yodel in it. And doggone it if he doesn't love yodeling. Every time we get in the car, he sets the DVD to play the yodel scene. Over. and Over. Again. I can now sing along note for note with the yodel, which I am secretly a little proud of.
We also went to the Renaissance Festival last weekend and he really wanted a wizard cloak, wand and wizard hat. We skeptically bought them, figuring this would last 10 minutes like everything else, but he has been wearing the wizard gear for a full week now.
He tried to bring it all to school, but I suggested that school is a wizard-free zone. He said, "by that reasoning, then I am no longer allowed in school because I AM A WIZARD!"
And here is our dark wizard being photobombed by a giant in a sleeveless shirt.
