There is something that makes me apprehensive, however. It appears that the boy already adores his big brother, TK. That in itself is not a problem. Nevertheless, the two of them huddle in corners together, probably organizing their strategy to 'show me pepper' (drive me nuts). Yes, yes, you think I am over-reacting, but if you lived with TK, the possibility of having two mischievous monkeys would be enough to make you worry!
Bomboy emulates TK! At my neighbor's house, the boy crawled all over the place, yucked it up with my neighbor's mother-in-law and of course, (as is becoming regular) got into a little trouble. He crawled up to a plug-in air freshener.
As the boy lifted his hand to touch it, I said (in my 'Don't be naughty' voice), "Bomboy, don't you dare touch that air freshener!"
The child looked at me, with beautiful, wide eyes, dropped his hand and appeared to be remorseful.
Everyone (a bunch of Nigerian folks trying to cook for Thanksgiving night) started clapping for him and then they congratulated me on how disciplined all my children are including Bomboy who is only 7 months. Me too, like mumu (an idiot), I began to feel accomplished and my head began to swell. I turned over to Bomboy and said, in my most reassuring voice, "Good boy, I am glad that you are beginning to listen to us when we talk to you. You are such a good..."
Before I could finish the sentence, I saw my son's face change. One second, he looked like an innocent little baby, that had realized that he should indeed heed his mother's caution. Next moment, the boy's face took on some seriously 'naughty' characteristics. A little voice in the back of my head wondered, "Why does that look so familiar?" and "Where have I seen that look before?"
My people, that boy looked like the most mischievous little child you have ever seen! The corners of his mouth curled up in naughty glee and the boy grabbed hold of the air freshener!!!!
I shouted in shock! I could not believe that my baby had so deliberately and deceptively disobeyed me! He suckered me into believing that he would cooperate only to do what he was warned not to do! If that is a typical TK move for you, then I don't know what is!
Anyway, it wasn't until the following day that I realized where I had seen that mischievous look before. I was sprawled out on the sofa eating some scrumptious but sinful macademia nut cookies when TK ran past me. In his wake were drops of water. I shook my head in exasperation because I knew my quiet time was abruptly over and stood up to see where the water was coming from. I couldn't quite tell so I simply followed the boy. He was in the kitchen pouring water from his sippy cup into his sister's big-girl cup and then pouring the water all over his body. In shock, I sucked in my breath. He heard me, stopped with the cup right above his head, ready to pour and smiled. People, the smile he gave me was the exact same grin that Bomboy had flashed on his face the day before!
So, you see, I am right to worry about Bomboy. It appears I have another TK in training and Lord knows, I am not sure I will be able to handle it! God help me!