When, in the scope of growing up-in-all, do we lose our sense of imitation?

I’ve had some time to think about this the past couple of days because, you see, my hairdryer quit working. It quit mid-dry and out of the fear that trying to fix it could result in flames shooting out of it – I quietly threw it out. In replacement, I found the one we keep on hand for guests and went on my way. This is all very interesting for you, I know — you’re just on the edge of your seat. But do you know how exciting this was? Do  you have ANY IDEA? Well – you can just ask Will, because ever since that fateful October day he has been walking around the house making the highest pitched tone you can imagine – hand in the air, mimicking the act of hair drying. WWWEEEEEEE—OOOOooooooo; WEEEEeeee-OOOooooo; WEEEEEE–OOOoooo. There was just something so irrisistable about the guest hairdryer. Something so fantastic that it completely sent him over the edge. WWWEEEEeeee–OOooooo. A discovery beyond that of any other. Just ask him – Hey Will, what are you doing..? WWWEeeeee-OOoooo!!!

Image stolen from Wikivisual
(who probably stole it from someone else).