Days after Christmas, it starts snowing in Portland. We are all excited to stay in and watch the snow. I start to have a casual conversation with Yoshi’s belly (she’s pregnant). Me: Hey! Sleepy head. Wake up. Let’s see you kick. Me: Do you like Superman or Batman? Me: Do you like Garbage Truck or Dump Truck? Sempi drops his toys and comes running towards us. Yoshi: Appa is talking to Jelly Bean (name of the fetus)....
Sempi is playing with his trucks. Yosh and I are having an adult conversation. Sempi feels left out. Sempi: Amma, you’re taking up too much space. Yoshi: Really? What do you want me to do? Sempi: You should move. Yoshi: Where do you want me to move? Sempi: Closer to me. :) That sly dog.
Lazy Sunday morning. Yoshi is making an origami star to adorn our one foot christmas tree. Sempi is sitting there watching the whole ordeal. Yoshi finishes the star and looks at it and says “This star is not perfect but who needs perfection”. Sempi pipes up with “I do”.
Sempi is driving a toy fork lift with a load. Sempi: Appa I got a package for you. Me: OK, can I have it? Sempi: No! (Then drives away). Lesson learned, life can be hard sometimes, get used to it. Except, I am the one supposed to teach him life lessons.
We’re at our ancestral village attending a family function. The priest is chanting the mantras at the top of his voice. Sempi: Appa, why is he yelling at us? Me: He’s not yelling Sempi, he’s chanting. Sempi: Why? Me: He’s summoning God. Sempi: There is no God. Me: Hahaha. Who told you that? Sempi: You did. I don’t remember teaching him that, but I’m proud he got the message. :)