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When I’m 4 I might listen – wot so funee?

At the end of last week’s wot so funee? post I wrote about the evening that some friends came for a barbecue. Andrew got to play with the little girl of the family, who is a year older than him, and really enjoyed having an older play mate rather than his younger brother for a while. The following day he asked where she was, and I said that she’d had to go home. He asked where she lived, and I had to explain that she was currently staying in Cambridge, but that she actually lives a long way away in Australia. Later that day he mentioned her again, and told me: “Rosie lives in Our Stralia”… so I explained again that it was a long way away, the same place that Granny and Grandad visited a little while ago and we found them on the world map on the computer, but I’m not sure he’d remembered that.

With this continued warm weather, Andrew has been keen to hand out ice creams in the garden (shuttlecocks with various colours of soft play balls on top for the different flavours). He’s still not quite mastered how to say vanilla – we’ve had “manilla” and “vermilla” quite a bit – but this week we also had “Brum-illa” too. I think all this talk of moving to Birmingham has gone to his head.

I also think that all this warm weather had got to his head when he was pretending to catch a train and exclaimed: “I’m going to get on the plat-warm” He knows it’s a platform, we’ve read goodness knows how many Thomas books and seen the DVDs, and recently been on the train ourselves a few times, so I put it down to a heat-related slip of the tongue.

Another bonus of sunny weather is that it creates shadows. Andrew is very interested in shade and shadow, and we’ve had a few conversations about what it is and why we get shade and shadows. He’s keen to point out his own shadow when he sees it, and one day in the garden this week, he suddenly came out with: “I think Mr Pigeon is getting a shadow” when pointing at a rather fat pigeon who was pecking at the seeds on the ground.

We’ve had the paddling pool out permanently since the end of last week, and both boys love splashing about in it, and chasing me around the garden wielding pots full of water, then throwing them at me (not actually getting me very wet because most of the water has escaped by then with all their running!) This has temporarily silenced Andrew’s plea to go to the “gym swim” with Granny and Grandad. They once or twice took the boys to the swimming pool at the gym where they are members when we were house hunting at the start of the year, and for some reason Andrew suddenly remembered this the other day and hasn’t stopped going on about the fact that he’d like to go again. We’ve told him that they will take them again one day, but so far this hasn’t happened and he is still keen. Apparently, “Joel is desperate to go to the gym swim”, and Daddy was told one morning when he went into the boys’ room to get them up that “I was just telling Joel that we can’t go to the gym swim today, but maybe ‘nother day.” I’m sure when we’re over at the new house one weekend, Granny and Grandad will take them, but whether Andrew’s patience will be up by then is another matter.

And finally, a classic threenager conversation between Andrew and me when I was trying to get him to put his clothes on so we could go out (he seems to think that clothes aren’t necessary for public outings incidentally).

Me: Andrew, please can you put your pants on!! (for about the bazillionth time!)

Andrew: [carries on playing with rocket]

Me: [at the end of my patience] Andrew, will you listen to me?!

Andrew: When I’m 4 I might listen. And then I won’t be stressing.

That told me! I’ll look forward to his 4th birthday then, maybe it won’t take us hours to get out the door in the morning as I won’t have to chase around after him with a pair of pants! I won’t get my hopes up though, he only said *might* 😉

Wot So Funee?

5 Responses to “When I’m 4 I might listen – wot so funee?”

  1. Leoni-fay says:

    I know the frustrations of toddlers being deliberately defiant. Mine make me want to scream at times! Maybe when mine are 4 they might start listening too 😀

  2. Nikki Thomas says:

    Ha ha ha he is a cheeky one isn’t he? I hate to break it to you but they listen even less when they are four as they think they know everything. Fact!

  3. Emma says:

    Ha ha, cheeky! Mine listen less now than they did when they were little 🙂

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