shape drama

I heard GH playing in bed at around 6 am this morning. So I went in to get him. He was in a good mood and told me good morning. I asked him if he was ready to get up for the day and he said yes. Then he leaned over to his Sesame Street stuffed Bert and said "Hey, wake up." :)

Then GH and I spent the next hour working with his shape sorter, Bert and a basket. He thinks if he's insistent enough a triangle can be renamed into a rectangle. But, if he brings me slices of cheese I must make them into the shape he asks for. So triangles are really triangles and rectangles are really rectangles. It's all too much to remember. I think I'm getting confused on my shapes now;D