I stepped out onto deck at 7.30am to find this conversation in progress:
Both boys were standing on the wooden rail that ran around the rear deck. Jai stood very confidently, Aidan less so.
Jai: “Breathe out, breathe in…”
I wanted to reach out and grab Aidan, yet knew he was fairly safe. Aidan was twice his height off the ground, and it was nice soft grass below.
“… now jump!”
Jai did without hesitation.
Aidan clung to the rail a little longer – then leaped like a frog, landing successfully on all fours!
“Well done!” was immediately said by everyone else, loudest being Jai.
Jai is now 5.5 years young. This means he acts like a teenager with lots of toys.
The Duplo spirals around the bigger pieces, slowly spreading across the known galaxy. Some blocks are now satellites travelling around the house, seeking out toes to connect with.
Lounge pillows stand forlornly encasing his desk. His idea of a DIY cubby. Surprisingly, it works.
Answering to his own name is uncommon and takes serious effort for anyone wanting his attention. Slowly we are convincing him that reaponding to the first request is in his best interest. A few times we have fooled him by whispering ‘Ice Cream’ to his little brother. His hearing miraculously reappears.
And the list of teenage activities goes on and on.
You’d think with all this I would have many more stories to tell, both funny and serious.
But many aren’t for all.
Right now he is in his second week of Reception. It’s just the beginning of 13 years of schooling. 13 years!
Since he is at school, I have working in my one-man small-business ‘Mow&Wash‘. So stories of his escapades, bravado, lunacy and literature are few and far between.
He is forever the ONLY artist in our house (apparently photography is not an art), so I will show you his artwork more often.
Younger brother Aidan is now providing funny and worthwhile stories. Watch this space….
Existential question of the millenia has been answered by our 5yo son Jai.
Me: “Which came first, the chicken or the egg?”
Jai: “The chicken.”
Me: “So where did it come from?”
Jai: “The egg!”
Me: “So where did the first egg come from?”
Jai: “The chicken!”
Me: “What chicken? The egg came first.”
Jai: “No, the first chicken came from the first egg!”
At this point I decided to stop before relegion was born.
“I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO.”
Aidan has an addiction.
Can you guess what is?
Jai, our budding artist, loves drawing and colouring with textas, pencils and crayons. Today he is making and drawing flags. I haven’t yet asked which countries these are for, but they look so good!
We must have been talking about weddings:
Jai: “Daddy, Aidan and I are getting married!”
Me: “Oh? When?”
Stop right there: Jai is 5yo, Aidan is now 2.5yo, and they are very precocious brothers.
Me: “Do you have a ring? Do you have a celebrant?”
Conversation over. For a while.
A little while later we decided to take down and wash loungeroom curtains. (I feel certainly we are one of very few renters who wash curtains, clean windows and look after the gardens!)
First time, so we notice they hang on standard metal curtain rings. Jai sees one and his eyes light up.
“May I have one?”
“I need a precious ring!”
I smile and say…
“Will it be your precious?”
“Oh yes, it will be my precious!”
Not kidding, true story. Not exact sure why, but the wedding was cancelled.
Oh, precious was given back and has resumed life as a standard curtain ring.
When Jai was 2yo I hoped he’d be an astronaut or paleontologist when he grew up.
Now he is 5.5yo.
On Friday night he composed his first poem.
Oh sun, oh sun
If you make a sun storm
I will make a line
Everyone will follow me
and I will lead them to shelter
Today he ‘chalked’ his first major masterpiece: Everyday he impresses me.