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Snapshots

2 Feb

A small boy sits at the table eating a lunch of spaghetti. He asks for more. His mother brings the saucepan to the table. The small boy begins eating out of the pot with one hand, while the other holds strands of spaghetti in his hair. He begins to sing “His hair was made of spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti . . . and his name was Aiken Drum”. His mother laughs.

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Small boy: “I want to play with play dough.”

Mother: “Sorry, no. You keep eating it.”

Small boy: “I want to play with play dough.”

Mother: “Are you going to eat it?”

Small boy: “Yes.”

Mother: “No play dough if you’re going to be eating it”

Small boy: “I want it.”

Mother: “Are you going to eat it?”

Small boy: “Yes.”

Mother: “Do we eat play dough?”

Small boy: “No.”

Mother: “Ok, here you go.”

Small boy eats play dough.

Mother despairs.

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Making cookies in the kitchen. Small boy standing on a chair. No pants. Face cloth, for some inexplicable reason, on his head. He “helps” by dancing and taking random items off of the dish rack.

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A mother hears “I love you”.

“Aww” she thinks, “how sweet” and says “I love you too, sweetheart.”

Then she hears “I love you very much Spiderman” and looks around and sees that her small boy has been talking to Spiderman the entire time.

Not me, you understand. My son loves me more than anything! More than blooming Spiderman.

Ungrateful little so and so.

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