My husband is a baby magnet. Kids of all ages gravitate to him and love doing stuff with him, I don’t know what it is about his demeanour, his face, they just feel attracted to doing something to him. Kids are to Z as cats are to a human. They boss him around, tackle him to the ground and tickle him, block his path when he goes places… just on our flight to Maui today a toddler who was being walked up and down the plane aisle reached out and bashed a key on his keyboard while he was typing. Every single time the toddler passed he reached out and contributed to Z’s research paper.
Our neighbor’s kid Asher has also gotten into the habit of blocking Z’s path whenever he leaves the house or comes back home, demanding a password before he lets Z through. He randomly started doing it one day and hasn’t stopped, and now if Z needs to go anywhere and he can see Asher lurking out the window he waits for me to come with him, because of course I repel kids, and Asher doesn’t dare to approach him when I’m around.
Sample conversation between A and Z:
A sees Z approaching from afar and runs to the middle of the path, sticking his arms out to block Z’s passage.
A: What’s the password?
Z: (Seeing that A is holding a transformer toy) Transformers.
Z: Gimme a hint.
A: It starts with a ‘P’.
A: Phone doesn’t start with ‘P’! *gives Z a look of disdain*
Z: You might want to check with your parents about that. Pet.
A: It comes out of you. (naturally)
A: *triumphantly* Poop!
I think they can tell that Z is on their wavelength. He certainly behaves like it! Today when we were looking for our flight to Kahului, Maui on the departures board to find a gate number he actually looked under the letter H for the destination ‘Hawaii’. I have to write this down here so I will never forget to make fun of him for that. Such mental dereliction usually only occurs in the greatest minds or the greatest fools. I have my hopes that he is the former, but one can never quite tell.
Once he came back from an errand at the bank with a lollipop (for me lol) and because Asher was blocking his path he gave Asher my lollipop in lieu of the password. I’ve tried to look friendlier to Asher and say hi to him when I leave the house but he always cowers in a corner ands stares at me without a word. I don’t know whether to feel relieved or hurt. In any case I hope Asher gives this treatment to all strange looking people in our estate; he makes a fine guard.
Maui is… so damp! And warm! It is just like Singapore, but a tad less humid (and a lot more run down). The feeling when we step out of the car’s AC into the regular air is so familiar. There are also a lot of palm trees and albizia trees and frangipani trees everywhere, I guess we are truly back in the tropics! The sunsets here are way more spectacular though, and you can also see more stars at night, although since it is more damp here one sees fewer stars. It is kind of more warm than I’d like (Seattle is actually perfect now) but at least I guess that means the water temperature should be perfect for snorkeling. All the weather forecasts (on my phone, Z’s phone, accuweather, wunderground, weather.com) are conflicting and we have no idea when to go out and when to stay in (another tropical quirk). I miss predictability!