Vian (5yo) is curious as ever. He asked me how old I am. Me: I am 40. Vian: You know 40 is not that old for an adult. Me: Really? How come? Vian: I can count to 40 really fast and it doesn’t even take that long. He then proceeds to demonstrate how quickly he can count from 1 to 40.
I don’t know how to play Minecraft. Vian (5yo) decided he’s going to educate me. We’re now playing real-world Minecraft in the front yard without a computer. He’s narrating various aspects of the game as he’s walking around the front yard. A leather armor, iron ingot, wooden pickax, bedrock and so on. Then he delivers this pearl of wisdom. Vian: Here’s a good tip. When you’re in the game don’t mess with me....
The kids like to scare me by trying to jump out from under the covers and yell “BOO!”. I like to pretend that I’m scared of their tactics. The other day I decided to return the favor by suddenly entering their room and yelling “BOO!”. I managed to scare Vian and he started giggling in fear and shrunk back under his comforter. Me: Hey Vian, looks like I scared the bejeezus out of you....
Vian is back from school, wearing a button up shirt and slacks. Me: Vian, you look dapper today. Vian: Yeah. Today was picture day. Me: Oh yeah. Did you guys go out and take a picture? Vian: No. It was just someone else taking the picture. I didn’t take the picture. Talking to my kids is the best way for me to realize how imprecise my communication is.
Me: Whoa! It’s very late, we should have started getting ready for bed 20 mins ago. Sempi: 20 minutes isn’t that much. If you think about it, it is only 4 time 5 minutes. Sempi: And if you think about it, 5 minutes is just 5 times 1 minute. Sempi: And if you really think about it, 1 minute isn’t that long. That’s the spirit. I should remind him of this conversation when he starts doing planks....