The Best Part of Waking Up

"I'm hundry, Mommy."

"I know, Bubba.  But we need to get dressed first and I need to cook something.  But I'll hurry, okay?"

"Otay.  What are we eating?"

"I don't know.  What would you like?"

"I want 'ohhhh!'"

"What does that mean?"

"I want to eat 'ohhh!'"

Thanks for clearing that up, Graham.

"Baby, I have no idea what you're talking about.  Can you tell me what it looks like?"

"It looks like that stuff that is 'oh, oh, oh, oh'."

"What does it taste like?"

"It tastes like a song."

Sure it does.  "What does it smell like?" 

"It smells like birds."

This could go on all day.  And if parenting has taught me anything, it is that sometimes the best thing I can do is distract, distract, distract.

"Okay, I'll think about it.  But for now, do you want to wear a red shirt or a blue shirt today?"

"Bwoo!"

"Blue it is.  And should we wear shorts or jeans?"

"Shorts!"

"Sounds good.  Now you go to your room and try to find shorts and a blue shirt.  Now this is a big job, can you do it?"

"I can do it!"

"Ready.... go!"

And just like that, breakfast was forgotten.  But before I could enjoy my brief quiet moment to make breakfast, I realized that we'd wasted so much time discussing bird-scented "ohhh" that there was not enough time for eggs or toast or anything of value.

Cereal it is.

Back at the table, Graham made a discovery.

"Mommy, dis is it!"

Suddenly it all made sense, as Graham pointed a sticky finger at each colorful Fruit Loop floating in his cereal bowl. 

"See, Mommy?  Oh, oh, oh, oh!  Fanks, Mommy.  Dis is soo yummy."

And that might just be the second best discovery I make today.

Because this is the first.