carrots and peas
A couple of days ago while I was entangled in the RMP's red tapes (see previous entry), Pip and Estella came to visit. And just for kicks they brought their little girl, Screechin' Oli, to terrorise Jesse. Hehheh!
The kids got along fabulously, so I was told. They were just happy to be sitting around on the sofa in Mae's office. As you can plainly see, Jesse is in his "learning-to-sit" phase now. Oli, on the other hand, has had a 2-month headstart. But yes, they were like carrots and peas. Until the carrot screamed at the pea.
Out of the wild blue yonder, Screechin' Oli let out her Kungfu Hustle Screaming Kungfu Screech and blew poor little Jesse's eardrums out. And the boy cried and cried at the pain, and probably at the prospect of losing his hearing for good. Okay, okay.
So, my boy's a wuss! One little scream of enthusiasm from his little lady friend and the boy freaks out. Aiyiyi!
I guess he really needs to get out more. Mingle with other kids; screaming or otherwise. Unfortunately for him, Daddy and Mommy's hectic pace is depriving him of some good 'ol socialising. Looks like Mae and I will need to re-strategize. Or else the poor boy's gonna grow up into a henpecked husband one day.
Just like poor Daddy. *sigh*