(This is part of the Slice of Life Project)
I’m going to call this The Story of the Magical Manicotti Mood Swing.
Let me set the stage: Three year old boy. Daylight Savings Time has ripped an hour from the clock. Lunch was little more than a nibble of humus and crackers and strawberries. Long hours of playing with dad. Forgotten snacktime. Van ride over the river is just enough time to doze off but not enough time to nap. Suddenly, starvation and tiredness sinks in.
It’s tantrum time.
Get situated at the dining room table and slide a plate of spinach manicotti in front of him. Calms down enough to be interested. Wipes tears from eyes. Stops screaming. Begins eating like there is no tomorrow. Then, raises the index finger of left hand high up in the air, forcing his body upward towards the ceiling.
Me: What are you doing?
Him: My finger is a potato (giggles)
Me: A potato?
Him: (ignores the question) My name is …. Apple.
Me (now confused): Apple?
Him (laughing, with manicotti sauce on his lips): My name is … Banana.
Me: Oh.
Laughing, laughing, laughing. That manicotti was working its magic last night.
Peace (in the ups and downs of the day),
Kevin
Precious. Keep recording these moments. They are too fleeting.
Hummus too. I swear I wrote my piece last night. I did click this morning to link it and there you were. I loved the wonderful dialogue and the crisp use of language. It moves with great speed. Fits.
How about a slice for Boil Down the Week.
Excellent slice! I hope you and Apple Banana (and his potato fingers) have a good day!
I love three year olds. They are right there – you cannot ignore them in the up times or the down.
So cute! I could totally envision this conversation!
It’s so nice to read about the imagination of your child. I can’t even visualize my grandson eating Spinach Manicotti. Love your creative writing ability.
Oh, so sweet. Do you have a recipe for Magical Manicotti? Our regular recipe has never done this!
~jane S
Could you please ship some of that magical manicotti to my house? Love your setting the stage paragraph. Great slice.
The magic begins with the spinach. (just ask Popeye)
🙂
Thank you for all of your comments.
It makes my day to get them.
Kevin