Sometimes, I Wonder…
Tad is an enigma wrapped in testosterone. Among other things.
Last Saturday, while Ane and I were out shopping, we stopped in at the locally owned toy store in Country Village, Toys That Teach. I was looking to help the Easter Bunny out for Rerun, and Ane just loves going there.
While I was debating the merits of Playmobil 123 versus Duplo, Ane called out, “MOM! Look what I found! SHARK hashi!”
For those of you not in the know, “hashi” is the Japanese word for “chopsticks.” We do not say “chopsticks” in our house. They are all “hashi.” Do not ask for “chopsticks” here – no one will understand you. But I digress… (But honestly, either The Brain or Head once made a comment about chopsticks, and Ane said, “What are chopsticks?” That’s my girl.)
So, she had found a whole bunch of kids’ hashi (these are the type that are joined at the top for easier use by kids) that were all sea life themed. And, sure enough, she’d found a shark.
Yes, we bought it!
We had teriyaki chicken with rice and gyoza for Sunday dinner, and Tad specifically asked for his new shark hashi. I showed him how to hold them, and then stood back to watch.
Yeah. Watch my jaw hit the FLOOR.
Did I mention this was the first time he had ever used any kind of hashi? His sister was shocked – and a little impressed. His mother kept snapping pictures.
Sometimes, I wonder if there are just inherently Japanese things that are written into his brain. He prefers to sit on his knees. His oral motor skills found English difficult to pronounce – ironically, Japanese would have been much easier for him to speak before speech therapy intervened. And now THIS. Apparently he didn’t find using hashi difficult or strange. He enjoyed it.
What else is this kid hardwired for??
Well, at least life with Tad is never boring.
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April 19th, 2011 06:40
He certainly is an adventure! Thanks for sharing a really special series of pictures.
April 19th, 2011 08:27
That is impressive! I would starve if I had to use them!