Here’s the third installment of wise quips from sonny dearest for you to enjoy. He has started talking so much that I am finding it hard to keep up with all his funny statements. I am just happy that I decided to chronicle at least a subset of these because as cliched as it may sound, he is growing up pretty fast. And I am having a hard time remembering all our adorable little daily chats.
So here’s what my preschooler’s been saying this past month, all in a day’s work:
1. The things ants eat
Sonny’s iPAD is his constant companion during lunch and dinner times. One day, after he’d dropped more than a fair share of food on it during lunch, I decided to remove it from its casing and clean it (This is rare! 😉 ). Sonny never sees his iPAD “naked” and he was amused and started admiring it from all directions as if it were a whole new toy.
However, after a few moments, he was distraught.
“Oh, no! Who ate it? Who ate it?” He asked and started searching high and low for the culprit.
I thought maybe he finished his lunch and wanted to surprise me, hence all the “pretend” quizzing. But his food was still in its previous state (read half-eaten), so I asked back: “Who ate what? What are you looking for? Your plate is right there! Eat your roti.”
“Not roti, Ma! Who ate the apple? Who bite it?” Sonny replied pointing at the Apple Logo on the back of his iPAD.
I suppressed a smile (he seemed so worried!) and blamed the ants for running away with one bite of the apple from his iPAD’s logo. (In our home, the ants are my favored fall guys! If you cannot locate a toy or the pencil cells run out or the paint brushes or iPAD are nowhere to be found, it’s just because the “ants took it!”).
This seemed to satisfy him until he himself tried to take a bite from the same apple.
“Oh no!” He said.
“What now?” I rolled my eyes.
“I, not able to eat this apple. How the ants do it? But how? But how?” And the quizzing continued…
Next time I will make sure to do all the cleaning only after he finishes lunch and preferably behind his back!
2. I, not sleeping
Sonny is no longer taking afternoon naps much. But occasionally, he gets tired (especially on the days when he wakes up early or had stayed up late the night before).
But if I ever ask him if he needs to lie down and sleep for a while, the answer is an emphatic “I, not sleep! I, not sleep!” chant.
So, I just leave it at that.
But some days back, sonny was very very exhausted one afternoon. Of course, he refused to acknowledge it. When everything else failed, I tried reverse psychology.
“Don’t sleep, okay?” I told him. And of course, reverse or not, sonny kept playing.
But then, the exhaustion got the better of him and he jumped onto his bed.
“Don’t sleep, okay?” I reminded him again.
“I, not sleeping.” He said, sounding indignant.
He kept playing with his cars. Shortly, he could sit up no more and quietly lay his head on the pillow.
“Don’t you sleep, okay?” I said again.
“I, not sleeping.” He insisted.
Then his eyelids grew heavier and he closed his eyes. “Are you sleeping?” I asked.
“No, I, not sleeping. I just checking eyes.” Came his reply pointing at his eyelids. “Look, they are working! See? They open and they close.” He said.
And within a few seconds, he was fast asleep.
And just in case you are wondering, he passed the eye test with flying colors. His eyelids did close properly during the entire “checking” phase of two hours 😉
3. Get your monster right
This happened yesterday. Sonny was not in a mood to finish his homework. After the usual round of cajoling and coaxing to get it done, I decided it was time to introduce some fear.
So I said “Finish your homework or the dinosaur is going to come, get you! He is hiding behind the door.”
It partly seemed to work. He started writing. Then after a couple of numbers, he lost interest again.
So I tried again “Dinosaur’s coming. Fee, fi, fo, fum, I smell the blood of sonny not doing his homework!” I tried to sound scary!
Sonny rolled his eyes and in the utmost reprimanding voice he said: “Ma…it’s not right.”
“Hurry, hurry, keep writing. Dino’s here. Fee fi fo fum!” I still continued.
Sonny threw down his pencil, crossed his arms and again scolded me “Ma, it’s not right! It’s not the dino who goes fe fi fo fum. It’s the Giant in Jack story. You are not right. Say sorry to me.”
Of course! What was I thinking mixing up my monsters like that!
Only after I had apologized profusely for this grave mistake and corrected my narrative did the homework proceed further!
4. The car that needed saving
Seen and overheard during one of sonny’s pretend play bouts (direction, voice over, script, puppeteering all courtesy sonny!):
All his favorite cars, red mc queen, red firetruck, army tank, blue truck etc. etc. are all lined up.
Then suddenly, the giant truck starts shoving mc queen to a corner. Mc queen yells “Help! Help! Save me, I suck!“.
Then suddenly a fire erupts at the crash site. “Help! Help! Fire! Hot! Hot! It’s burning!” Queen and all the other spectators of the tragedy shout out.
Then the fire truck comes to rescue “Weeeoooooooo…weeeeeeeeeoooooo…weeeeeeeeeooooooooo! Don’t worry, queen, I save you!”
The fire truck, splashes pretend water on the site. Then, with the help of the army tank, it moves the “villain” truck aside.
“Oh thank you, fire truck. I am free. I am free!” Mc queen says, before feeling all dizzy.
“Oh no! We need a doctor here!” Somebody shouts.
Just then, the “villain” truck has a change of heart, it’s now an ally. It carries mc queen on his back to the hospital.
Doctor sonny inspects queen “Don’t worry, I fix you. Say eeeeee.” Then pat comes an injection and mc queen goes “eeeeeeeee”.
“There, all better.” The doctor says.
Then queen is all fixed and happy. He says “Oh thank you, doctor. You saved me. You, my hero!”
There’s clapping and applause all around and a series of hugs and kisses make rounds among all the cars.
It’s a perfect adventure for a hot afternoon after school!
5. I am a prison
I was helping sonny do his homework one evening when suddenly he blurted out “Ma, you are a priiiisssssssnnnnn!”.
“I am a what? A prison?” A sudden pang of guilt pierced my heart. Was this little guy feeling so much pressure that he felt he was in prison? Was I becoming like a prison to him? Oh boy!
“No, no! Not a prrrrissssnnnnnn. A priiisssssnnnzz, a prrriiisssnnnzzzz.” He tried again.
“A pirate?” I tried to guess again considering his fascination with pirates.
“No, no! Not a pirate, silly!” He was disappointed, but of course not willing to give up just yet!
“A priiisssssnnnzz, like Sofia!” He replied.
A light-bulb went on. “Oh! A princess, like Sofia?” I asked.
“Yes! Now you get it! A priiisssssnnnzz like Sofia!” He grinned.
“You a princess (of course pronounced as priiisssssnnnzz), I a prince, Papa a prince. Two prince, one princess.” He concluded.
I was now grinning from ear to ear. It was quite a leap from prison to the princess, but all’s well that ends well, right?
So what are your little ones up to these days? Don’t forget to share your stories!