It was a humid Saturday night and the F family members were inside the bedroom preparing for dreamland when the cutie, out of the blue, just rattled.
O: Daddy I think I will not get married when I grow up.
D: Oh, why is that?
O: I will be too embarrassed to get a wife, that’s why.
D. And why should you be embarrassed?
O: It’s because I have to do “lips to lips” with her in front of people! And that’s really embarrassing!!!!
On another occasion, the little one blurted,
O: Mommy, I have an idea. I can actually get married, but on one condition.
M: What is it?
O: During the ceremony, instead of the preacher saying , “You may now kiss the bride,” He should say something else.
M: What is he supposed to say then?
O: “You may now hug the bride!”
The little man just finished his reading for the day --Enyd Blyton's The Magic Egg. Follow our conversation after he threw the pocketbook on the bed.
Me: So, what have you learned from the story?
O: You need to obey orders.
Me: And if you don't obey, what will happen to you?
O: You will be sent out.
Me: Sent out? By whom?
O: By your parents.
Me: Oh, and when you are sent out. What will you do?
O: Beg for money from people.
Me: Is it right to beg for money?
O: No.
Me: Why not?
O: Because you will be wasting other people's money.
Me:Then if you won't beg, how can you have money to buy food?
O: You just have to wait for people to drop their coins, and you pick them up.
Me: But what if they don't drop their coins?
O: Then you beg for money.
Me: I thought you said, it's not right to beg for money.
O: Yes, but it is not right for kids to go hungry, too.
Me: What you need to do is go back to your parents, and say sorry to them, so you don't have to beg money from people.
O: But they are already far away! How can I go back? I don't have a map. I need a map to go back home. And I need money to buy a map.
Me: Which means....
O: I have to beg for money so I can buy a map, so I can go back home.
Me:Oh. So what lessons have you learned again?
O: Be obedient.
If you disobey, you will be sent out.
And if you are sent out, be sure to bring a map so you can still go back home.
If you don't, you will beg for money.
Me: Thanks, son. I learned a lesson, too. The disobedient do lose their way.
Orvik, my six-year old son has renewed his interest in soldiers and in anything connected to soldiers. His incoherent 10-page "book" consists of soldiers' adventures.
Just this day over lunch, I caught father and son in a conversation on... You guess, soldiers, what else? Here are the snippets of the verbal tussle I overheard:
Dad: Do you really want to be a soldier? I don't want you to be one. I want you to be a doctor.
Orvik: No, I want to be a soldier. Soldiers can heal others too.
Dad: If he is a doctor-soldier, yes. But if not, he can't heal.
Orvik: Yes, he can. I saw it. The soldier used a tissue on another soldier's wound.
Dad: A tissue? You don't use a tissue on wounds. It will cause infection and the soldier will die. You just use a tissue when you poop.
Orvik: (whines) No!!! I saw it when I watched "Band of Brothers." A soldier used a tissue to heal the wound. You really need a tissue when you are a soldier! Do you want to see it?
Dad (clams up): uh,uh. Ok. You might be right. He probably just used it to stop the bleeding. So, if you want to be a soldier, what should you do?
Orvik: I told you, you should just bring a tissue paper. Then go to the camp. Then you WILL be a soldier already.
Conversation ends.
Now, I will never look at the tissue paper the same way, again.
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