the littlest notebook

He said that?!

My son Ian is such a joy to be around these days, especially now that he is speaking so well. I get glimpses into his mind when he talks. Just so I don’t forget, here are some of the funny things he said:

I always ask Ian to clean up his toys after he’s done playing with them. Of course he pretends he cannot hear me. One day, I was rather exasperated with his mess and said, “Ian, the house is so untidy!” He looked at me and replied, “I need to go somewhere cleaner.” Yup, that would be a good solution! Just leave the mess. Out of sight, out of mind. Only if you’re a three-year-old!

I tell Ian that his toys have to go back to their families every night so that they do not go missing (meaning I will confiscate them mwahah). I told Ian to put his train-set parts into their box, and when he did, I said, Good! Now the trains are all safely in the roundhouse. Then my son looked at me and said, but Mama, the box is rectangular!

I’m trying to teach Ian how to tell time. One day, I pointed to the clock and asked him, “What does the clock say?” He looked at the clock face for a long time and said, “Tock, tock tock.”

Illinois is known for its tornadoes, and we get tornado warnings now and then (most of them are practice drills). One day, one of these sounded. Ian came up to me and looked at me very seriously. He said, “Mama, I hear a tomato warning!”

Two nights ago, he couldn’t sleep well. The next morning, I asked him why he had trouble sleeping, he said that he was afraid of something. When I asked him what was it that made him scared, he said he had a dream of me in the kitchen holding a knife and chopping tomatoes. Well, my son hates vegetables and now that he is coming into the kitchen to “help,” I always make it very clear to him that knives are dangerous things and that only Mama and Daddy can touch them. Well, all that somehow became this strange nightmare he had. (Or was it just an excuse for him to climb into our bed?)

Before he started preschool, we wanted to neaten his hair. The only way we could get him to sit still is if we let him watch YouTube videos of the bullet trains in Japan. We cut his hair outdoors, so we dressed him and CW took him out. The seasons are changing so it can get cold these days. CW asked Ian repeatedly if he was cold. Ian, being crazy about trains, refused to admit he was cold even though he was shivering; he wanted to keep watching the train videos. CW decided Ian needed his outer coat, so they went back indoors to get it. Once Ian was safely home, he refused to budge. He said, “I don’t want to go out because our home is nice and warm!” CW found it so funny that Ian could give such a coherent explanation for his choice. We cut his hair indoors that day lah.

Although it is nowhere near Easter, my son still wants to play Easter Egg Hunt. I write a secret message in each egg and add a little snack before I hide it. One day, I wrote “Mama,” “loves,” and ”Ian” on three separate pieces of paper, with a heart to represent “love.” Ian found the eggs, enjoyed the snacks of course, and made the message “Ian loves Mama.” That really was an Awww moment

If there is anything I want to remember, it is Ian’s first independent prayer. Yesterday, he was being rude to Daddy, and I was cross with him. I told Ian that it makes Daddy sad when Ian is rude. I asked him if he loved Daddy; he said yes. I reminded him that God’s word says love is not rude. Then, to my surprise and delight, he said he wanted to pray to God! He clasped his hands together and said, “God, please help me to be nicer.” Wow! Praise God!

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