Sempi and I are playing with a marble run game. I just built a pretty complex structure. I was quite proud of my creation.
Me: Sempi, look at this run that I built. Is it pretty cool or is it pretty cool?
Sempi: Appa, pretty cool and pretty cool are the same thing.
Tread carefully when fishing for compliments from a toddler.
This is a continuation of our previous story. Sempi and I are still at the Swap n Play. He's still playing with his cranes and trucks and I'm still playing with three dinosaurs.
Sempi: Appa my crane is going to help build a fence around the dinosaurs.
Me: Oh yeah?
Sempi: Yeah people can come and milk the dinosaurs.
Me: Milk the dinosaurs?
Sempi: Yeah, like milking a cow, they can milk a dinosaur and drink it.
He's gonna be so disappointed when he finds out dinosaurs are not mammals.
Sempi and I are at the swap n' play (an indoor play area). He's playing with a crane toy and I'm sitting on a chair staring at my phone.
He deicides to rescue me from my boredom and brings three dinosaur toys to me and says "Appa, here, play with me".
So I join him at the table with three dinosaurs. Here's the ensuing conversation:
Me: Here's a Triceratops, it says, "Woof, Woof".
Sempi: ???
Me: Here's a Stegosaurs, "Oink, Oink".
Sempi: *intent stare*
Me: Here's a Brontosaurus, "Mooo, Mooo"
Sempi: No appa, this one says "Grooo", this one says "Bloooo" and this one says "Octopus Stew".
My little Dr. Suess with his rhyming stories.
Sempi and I are playing with Legos. I'm building a small mars rover for him, which he has tasked me to redo for the fifth time because it didn't quite measure up to his satisfaction.
In a desperate attempt to impress him, I started building yet again. I noticed I only had one of the 6 hole blocks and needed a matching pair to finish my model. I asked Sempi if he could find me the matching pair. He took that piece I had in my hand, looked around him to see if can spot it's match. Then threw it away and told me, "Appa, you don't need that piece".
I am a big fan of Nina Simone. I like singing her songs out loud. Particularly this song with the following lyrics:
I put a spell on you. 'Coz you're mine.......
I sing this song to Sempi with a twist. I sit him on the dining table for his breakfast and I sing
I've been singing this to him ever since he could sit straight. This morning I sat him down and started singing as usual.I put a bib on you. 'Coz you're mine.......
He retorted.
Sempi: I'm not yours. I belong to amma.
Me: Oh yeah? Well your amma belongs to me.
Sempi: And you belong to paati (his grandma, my mother).
Me: Who does your paati belong to?
Sempi: Paati belongs to Thatha (his grandpa, my dad). She puts a bib on Thatha. Because she belongs to Thatha.
I cracked up when I imagined my dad wearing a bib, sitting on dining table waiting for his breakfast.