my son, the spelunker
Wednesday, June 14th, 2006My two year was sitting on the floor, watching Toy Story for the n-th time. His right hand suddenly went up without warning but his gaze never leaving the telly. His stretched index finger nearly poked his right eye. I turned away thinking he knew I was looking. But he didn’t even flinch. Then I realised what he was aiming for, his finger went straight up his nose.
I couldn’t contain myself but I didn’t want him to know he’s got my attention (lest it encourage him to make it a hobby!). I went to the kitchen & laughed alone. Kids!
