My son, 'Spiel'berg
Monday, 4 June 2007
For someone so young, P can spin stories like a pro. We learned fairly early on to never trust every thing he said, especially when he's spouting stuff with a wicked glint in his eyes. Friends have found this out for themselves at great peril. To see him denying things, with an angelic look on his face is a sight, indeed!
Recently we were visiting friends and as it was a hot day, we sat at this nice pub by a canal and were quenching our collective thirst when a narrowboat came along. A man jumped out, went to the bridge across the canal, and opened the lock. The bridge swung out near where we were sitting and a few older boys jumped on it. P wasn't going to be left behind, oh no! He stood on the edge, much like a ship's captain and observed the proceedings. The minute the bridge became one, he lit out and made a mad dash towards us. He came to me, huffing and puffing and went 'did you see what I did, mummy?'
And I replied 'oh yes, baby, did you enjoy it?'
To which he went 'Oh no! It wasn't me that wanted to do it. Uncle did - he made me go up there. I was almost hit by the car!'
Needless to say, it was a good while before the couple could close their mouths.
He also has a ready-made reply for most situations.
'P, shall we go and pick up daddy from whereever?'
'Nah'
'Why not?'
'No need, mummy. Daddy is a big boy, he can find his way back by himself'.
Then there was the time he found a spider in the tub. I had noticed it a few minutes back and had left it there to see what his reactions would be. As he walked in to brush his teeth, he noticed the bug and let out a shout. Then there was silence.
I was puzzled. Not for long, though. He came out couple of minutes later with the explanation.
p: 'There was a spider in the tub, mummy'
Me: Really? What is it doing now?
P: Oh, it got died.
Me: How come?
P: The water came and splashed it and it got died.
Me: How did the water come and land on it?
P: Oh I turned the taps on.
Me: So you killed it then?
P: Oh no, it wasn't me! I just turned the taps on. It was the water that killed the spider.
As if one needs more proof of his way with words, here's an excerpt from our conversation as we walked back home from school today.
Me: So, baby, did you have a good time at school?
P: Yep.
Me: What's that star on your t-shirt for?
P: Oh that is for when I did some counting and didn't use my fingers. I had to add 10 and 6 but I did not use my fingers. I just used my brain. I used the fingers in my brain!
Posted by DesiGirl 18:45
Labels: Peals of wisdom
