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Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Small Sprog is happy

As I write I can hear Small Sprog, upstairs, singing at the top of his voice. He is happy.

I was unpacking the shopping in the kitchen earlier and a whole lot of chocolates fell out. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. I have probably eaten half my body weight in chocolate this weekend, force fed obviously, but he suddenly looks as if he hasn't eaten a sweet for weeks. He pounced on them. "Where did you get them from?" He asked
"Where I have been this weekend" I replied. He was satisfied, he gazed at the brilliant shiny wrappers.
"What's in this one?" He said, and I went through each, guessing at what was inside, toffee, fudge, caramel. He took a toffee one, grinning from ear to ear.
"I hoovered the hall yesterday" he said through a mouthful of toffee and chocolate. He looked pleased with himself
"Gosh, did you?"
"It was fun"
Perhaps I should get him to do it regularly.
"Can I sweep the floor now?"
I look at the kitchen floor. It certainly hadn't been swept for a good few days. "OK" I reply.
So he zooms around on his broom, sweeping frantically backwards and forwards.
"Can you just sweep in one direction?" I pleaded, as the debris was swept from one end of the kitchen to the other. He got the hang of it in the end, almost.
Tall Girl shouts from upstairs "Smaaaaaaall Sprog"
"Tall Girl has put the shower on for you" I state, relieved that I can now sort out the sweeping. So off he runs. I hear him burst into the bathroom. I breath deeply.

It wasn't long before I heard him burst back out. "Muuuuuummy!"
"There's a spider under my dressing gown"
As I climb the stairs I wonder if this is a 'real' emergency or whether he has rediscovered his stash of plastic spiders. I look him in the eye as I get to the top of the stairs. He face is alight, animated and bright. I give him the same look, and we both giggle as we enter into the bathroom together.......


Maggie May said...

Back to normal then? : )

French Fancy said...

This is just what I love in your blog - lots of verbatim kids things - not cutesy or twee but funny and poignant. More please.

By the way you must be very disciplined not to have finished all the chocolate off yourself - see, that's why I didn't have kids - I'd have to share my sweets.

BS5 Blogger said...

Fantastic post!

Shame on whoever force fed you chocolate!

Nice to see sunshine and delight at MFS.

Carol said...

Awww, that's a lovely snippet of your life :-)

Thank you for sharing

C x

Steve said...

It's nice when life is this simple and good.

Suburbia said...

BS5, shame indeed, you know who you are ;)

Suburbia said...

French Fancy.....shhhh I don't always share!

nick said...

Not only is he happy, but happy doing the housework - very promising indeed. He might even hoover up those irritating plastic spiders....

Letty - A Little Girl With A Curl said...

Yay for Small Sprog!

If they weren't plastic spiders (by the way I have a spider here at least 3 ft across with legs probably 10 inches long in Youngest Son's room) - luckily a Christmas Present to him from Eldest Daughter......and just a model!!!!!!

But if they weren't plastic spiders, get some Conkers, it does work,

Spiders hate 'em, not had a spider in the house for weeks since every room was protected.

Letty xxxxxxxxx I am glad he is Happy!

Suburbia said...

Nick, it transpired today that he got paid 50p for hoovering, it could get expensive!

gaelikaa said...

Small sprog is like my own kid! He's lovely!