And Then What Do You Say...?

Gibran says a lot of things that leave us speechless. It's hard to explain. One just has to experience it to know it.

He's a loving and lovable kid but when he's upset with me he'd say; "Taknak Mummy!'... "Nak Mummy pegi jauh-jauh.."... and once he even said "Nak campak Mummy dalam lubang macam Emperor tu!" and also "Nak tembak Mummy dengan gun Ban ni tau!". His Baba can't take it when he makes those sort of remarks and would demand he apologise immediately. I on the other hand, tend to take it lighly compared to H. Sometimes it still hurts (esp. when you least expect it), but hey.. I lived in the same house as my 3 nephews and 1 niece, and I've seen plentyyyy of ridiculous and offensive acts. Trust me, if it's just retaliation through words and not violent / offensive actions, I'm perfectly okay.

Then there are those ridiculous things which leave you not knowing whether to brush off, or laugh, or stare in horror. Or whatever!

Scene #1

Last weekend all three of us were rolling around in bed when we woke up at about 9+am and H gave me a few good morning smooches complete with growling sounds which were of course followed by giggles from me (no need to get dirty thoughts, okay? With Gib there trust me it was completely innocent!) and H gave me a quick hug while laughing, and then suddenly I felt Gibran's hands scratching my legs. I looked down and he was staring at us, and then he asked; "Baba... Baba suka makan Mummy ke? Mummy sedap ke?".. errrrrrrrrrr....???!

Scene #2

Today in Handy Manny, a character was getting smooched by his wife, leaving kissy-lipstick-marks on his face. Gib was watching nonchalantly while scribbling with his crayons. Then he turned to me and said..

Gib: "Mummy?"
Me: "Hmm, yes baby?"
Gib: "Mulut aunty tu kotor sangat tau. Dirty mulut dia tu, tinggal kesan semua kat muka uncle tu tau! Itu kiss-kiss dirty tu!"
Me: "Ohh! Err.. I see!"

What on earth was I supposed to say...?

Scene #3

Earlier this evening I was telling my maid the right way to wash the tub and Gibran's toys (not for the first time, because this new maid is a bit blur compared to my last one!) while Gib was sitting on the throne, doing his big business. Then he asked me..

Gib: "Mummy?"
Me: "Yes?"
Gib: "Bibik Rupa basuh tak betol ke?"
Me: "Hmm.. err, yes baby. Mummy nak ajar dia lah macam mana nak basuh ni.."
Gib: "Haiiiii Bibik Rupa.... Bibik Rupa ni naughty sikit lahhhh. Orang cakap taknak dengarrrr. Naughty ye...?"

The maid laughed like mad because she thought it was funny and that made Gib laugh like mad too. Me.. err... I was just standing there thinking what appropriate response I should've made. Errrr.

Scene #4

We always tell him not to follow strangers because you don't know if the person is good or bad. A person may look good but may be bad. The other day in Jusco, Gib was chatting noisily on and on about Star Wars and how his tummy hurts and he might need to poo soon.. and how he dislikes coffee because it is pahit (not that we let him drink it!) and on and on. So there was this guy who kept on glancing at Gib out of curiousity. The guy wasn't smiling or acting friendly but I think he might've just been distracted by Gib's endless chatter. After a few more glances from the guy, Gib pointed his green air-ball-gun (this is the toy he brings everywhere) to the guy and loudly exclaimed..

Gib: "Hey! Tengok tu! Ini uncle jahat tau!"
Me: "Sshhhhhhh! Don't say that! Don't be mean! You don't even know him!"
Gib: "Ehhh ye lah!! Dia jahattttttttt."

OhmiGod. Dunno where to hide my face.


The face that he does nowadays whenever you say; "Smile Gib, smile!!!" ...