Monday, April 14, 2008

Meaning of Love

Meaning of Love -- 08 December 2002

The other day, I brought home a couple of choco candy sprinkled for GI and RD upon request. While MacGyver was watching the DVD of Harry Potter, they ate their donuts. Nine-year old GI ate his without a much ado but RD, who's almost five, tackled his by going through the icing first. Just as I expected, RD gave up after he'd licked off all the topping. I was carrying MyGirl at the time so RD handed over his half-eaten donut to his Dad (lucky me). MacGyver was kind enough to finish off the donut. What a guy!

Yesterday, we passed by the supermarket and I got them donuts again. This time I instructed RD to eat his donut properly. I told him he was not allowed to lick off the icing.

As they were finishing off their donuts, we discussed our previous donut experience. On MacGyver's finishing RD's half-eaten donut, GI had this to say, "Isn't that the meaning of love?" Sweet, but still ...

We all laughed then I mischievously asked, "GI, do you love me?"

He reluctantly answered, "Yes... but...," giving me a pleading look that indicated '... but please don't make me eat a half-eaten licked off donut.'



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

For some reason, this makes me think of Saturday afternoons watching The Edison Twins (mostly with J, but I'm pretty sure you were there, too) and drinking cream soda from a can.

The funny thing is, we don't normally have cream soda. At all. You remember.

I think Father had bought some because it was a new thing in the supermarket so we could try it.

And it wasn't even that great a show, nor that great a drink. I remember thinking it was for younger kids when I was watching it.

But we watched it anyway, it was still nice to do something together, something to look forward to. And even better with cream soda.

Z