“I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO.”
Aidan has an addiction.
Can you guess what is?
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.
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.
There is an upside to everything.
I was angry yet sighed with relief that battery was removed, so he couldn’t hurt himself.
The whipper-snipper initially appeared undamaged. Whilst Jai sat in his time-out chair, I checked it out.
Push-thingie in head not there. Quite sure it was there when last used. Without it, the spool can’t be removed easily.
Then I realised this could actually work in my favor: If I buy the same model, I will have extra battery & charger. And possibly spare parts.
Their mummies birthday gift will have to wait another week.
Now that Jai’s vocabulary is getting much more extensive and his sentence structure is sometimes poetic, we are hearing some classic and amazing quotes!
There undoubtedly will be more. Here’s to many more throughout his life!
2yo Aidan: “I WANT BA NA NA!
Me: (Gets one) “Ok… here banana!”
Aidan: “No, not that one!”
Me: (Gets same one) “Ok… banana!”
Aidan: “Not that one!”
Sigh. An hour later
Aidan: “May I have banana!” Some tears.
Me: (Gets SAME one) “Ok… this banana?!”
Aidan: “Mmmmm… ok.” Peels himself, returns to smash toys into each other.
Being a Dad isn’t too hard.