imagination running wild

My 2.10yo is having weird thoughts about our ceiling lately. And they only occur when it's time to say goodnight. He no longer sleeps in his room, or if he would, he would sleep on the floor where he would bury his face with his pillow. Other times, he would request to sleep in my parents' room where he would first do a ceiling checkup.

It was crazy, seeing him cry like there was really something going on up there. He would tremble and scream while I can only assure him there's nothing to worry about and that I would never leave him and while I'm around, nothing will harm him. But I don't think he hears me. Even if I think it was all nonesense, I can't let him see that I'm taking his fears lightly and at the same time, I must be firm that his imagination is no biggie.

One night, I said hi to whatever-that's-up-there. He couldn't believe what I just did. And I declared that I am now their friend. He continued checking up the ceiling and then decided that they left. I hope I scared them away.

the cleanest hand painting

Other kids came out with their full blast yellow-and-blue artworks. They were all bright and I saw tiny hand imprints on them. I was really excited to see my 2.10's artwork! I imagined a messier, heavy-coated paint... 

But look at that. It's the cleanest hand painting I've seen and it's only got blue.

He was proudly showing it to me, saying "Zazis!" That's how he says his name. He was happy to show me his photograph. And I said, "Wow Zaiid, nice work! Pero sure ka langga anak kag mga fine arts?" 

I was laughing at myself. My little boy is never a fan of dirty things, including watercolour. And I bet when his teacher asked him to do hand painting, he'd only let her use the tip of his fingers. There's no way I'm going to let my hands get soaked up in color! Haha! I wonder if that'll ever change.

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