All of a sudden.
All of a sudden, like in the blink of an eye, my little babies have become a little boy and girl.
All of a sudden, I’m having real conversations – real give and take – with Swee’Pea and TheMonk.
All of a sudden, I am reminding myself that my kids can do and say so much more than I think they should be doing right now.
How is that possible?
Yet, tonight at dinner, as we sat around the dinner table and laughed, made silly faces, and laughed some more, the conversation turned a bit more serious as I mentioned to Mommy that I overheard Swee’Pea tell TheMonk this morning, “Remember when you were lost at the zoo and Daddy had to go find you?”
This began an earnest attempt to educate Swee’Pea and TheMonk about what to do if they are lost (We told them to go to the cash register – the place where they take the money.). We also began quizzing them on names.
“What’s Mommy’s name?” we ask.
“A*****!” says TheMonk.
“What’s Mommy and Daddy’s name, Swee’Pea?” Mommy asks.
“A***** and Matthew.”
(This is incredible to me. They almost never hear us being called by our first names and we have only told them a handful of times what our names are, but they knew it.)
We then go on to ask them their last name which they both know, but are a bit uncertain to say until we reaffirm that indeed, that is their last name.
Finally, we ask them to tell us their full name. This is where the silly faces and ensuing laughs resumes.
“I’m Banana!” (Swee’Pea’s name starts with a “B” so this is an appropriate, yet silly, word to choose.)
Oh? And I suppose Monk’s name is “Jelly?” I ask with a smile?
TheMonk likes this and laughs out loud. Soon they are calling each other Banana and Jelly. This is funny to three year olds – and 37 year olds too. We all have a good laugh.
But I suppose it might not be such a good idea when we hear over the loudspeaker at the local supermarket, “Will the parent of Banana and Jelly, please come to register 5 to pick up your children.”
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