The Floor is Dirty

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

At this point, MM is just 2-1/2 years old (at request of grandparents, I must put the age)


Once, I was playing with MM after dinner. I was drawing in his erasable board. I wasn't good with drawing, but I managed a reasonable sun with some trees, and I worked so hard on it, so when MM erased it, I pretended to cry.

MM erased it so he could draw, I guess, but when he saw me cry, he handed it back to me and tell me to draw again. (So sweet.)

We played ball for awhile, then, he picked up the erasable board again.

He looked at me and asked, "I can erase?"

I said, "Yes."

He turned to erase, then looked at me, and said, "You cannot cry, Ah-ko (Aunt)."

I assured him I won't.

He repeated his statement, before erasing my drawing.

So cute!

* * *

He was singing, "Apple and banana...", which later became, "Apple and banani..."

I asked, "What's banani?"

He said, "A kind of banana."

* * *

We were at the supermarket, and we're letting him choose what to buy. So far, he picked some apples and his favorite Ritz cookies. When it came to chocolate, he didn't know what to pick. He kept looking at the shelves of chocolate, when finally, he pushed at my hand and said, "Ah-ko, you pick."

I picked up the chocolate I've been wanting to buy, Dove brand chocolate with Hazelnut & Raisins. I told him this, and he asked, "What's raisin?"

I said, "Dried grapes."

I knew he wouldn't like it (he doesn't like grapes yet) and true enough, he told me to pick another. I saw a Richter chocolate with cornflakes. I read to him the line at the bottom, "With crispy-crunchy cornflakes."

He said, "I like it." (He likes all things crunchy.)

He got the chocolate from me and put it in the cart.

* * *

Once, MM was at our house watching TV. He kept taking off his shoes to walk on the floor, so finally, I told him, "The floor is dirty."

Around 930pm, he had to go home to sleep. But he wouldn't budge from where he was sitting on the sofa with his shoes on. He touched his shoes and said, "My shoes."

I said, checking him over, "What's wrong with your shoes?" I thought maybe the catch had come off or something, but no. Everything was fine.

I lifted him down to the floor, but he stood on his heels.

I asked him, "MM, what's wrong?"

He said, "The floor is dirty."

LOL

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