“I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO. I WANT MANGO.”
Aidan has an addiction.
Can you guess what is?
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.
I don’t usually post photos here. But Jai drew his concept of a forest this morning – and I was immediately hit with an idea for a conservationist advertisement:
“When the current generation thinks this is a forest, we must be doing something wrong.
Help stop excessive delogging. Help replant trees around the world.
Ensure your kids have fresh air and somewhere to live.”
”We will just buy a small gift.”
Family and friends have been doing that for five years, and sometimes just because it looked good at the time or one boy touched it in store.
We now have an extensive library of toys and books. Being us, all are boxed and shelved so as to ease the declutter process each afternoon.
What I would prefer to hear, or what I dream of hearing:
“We’ll drop a few dollars into their accounts.” Yes, each boy has one.
“We’ll donate a few dollars to your choice of charity in their name.” RFDS
Today Jai found this half filled lolly bag. I made the mistake of leaving it in plain view at my office desk.
I found him with the contents in lines on top of his little dining table. I decided if he was daring, he could have them.
“Dude, they are pure sugar. Don’t eat them too fast.”
“Daddy …. adults shouldn’t eat these.” Oh, he’s had one already.
“Why not dude?”
“… because they are pure sugar.”
Yet he didn’t jump off the walls nor get hyperactive. Because we took him to a park to run around for thirty minutes! Whew.
Oh dear, Jai needed to know the facts of life today.
Jai: “Mummy, honey is bee poo!” Totally random comment from left field, yet understandable in our house.
Mum: “No , if anything it is bee spew.”
Mum: “Seriously, would you rather eat poo or spew.”
Dad: “Please don’t…” But it was too late.
Jai: “I say it is BEE POO!”
There was further discussion, but he couldn’t be swayed. Thankfully he lost interest and his six-second attention span found a new topic. But I know my boy’s memory.
[5 minutes later]
Jai: “Daddy, I have some bee poo for you!”
Dad: “… this is why. Sigh.”