Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Today I

  • Tonight, Johann was on the back patio after dinner, and was curious about a not-quite-ripe tomato near the door.  He had just seen me bring one in. I told him that no, we can't pick it, we have to wait, and he got a bit upset.  So I offered him the chance to pick the other tomatoes, the cherry tomatos.
  • I gave him one, and he of course, squished it right away.  Then I tried to pop one directly in his mouth, and he found this hilarious.  So we played that game for a while, me trying to put it in his mouth, him looking incredulously at me and laughing.
  • When Kel came out, I thought I'd show him the tomatoes were for eating by giving it to her.  She ate is.  Johann thought this was funny, and wanted me to do it again.  I did.  Still funny.
  • Kel went in, and Johann and I picked a few more. He eventually ate some.  But then I picked one, and he said "Mum!".  I carried him in to where Kel was sitting at the kitchen table, writing email on her laptop announcing her new job to her current consulting partners.  Johann held out the cherry and put it in Kel's mouth.  Then signed "more, more!".
  • So we spent the next 15 minutes back and forth to the garden and the house, Johann sometimes eating some (and squirting seeds all over himself) but generally preferring to give them to Kelly, and sometimes to me.
  • As we had picked nearly every available tomato out there, I brought him back in, and we were playing onthe white couch.  I had a few tomatoes in my hand.  I gave Johann one, while he was standing.  He chose to put it in my mouth.  So sweet.  I told him "thank you" and he gave me the sweetest hug, snuggling in and patting me like a giant friendbeast.  Then he grabbed my face, gently, and put a kiss on my cheek.  It was just the best.  Felt like his way of thanking me for the fun in the garden.
  • I planted those cherry tomatoes with the sole hope of Johann picking them and liking them.  I wanted him to have memories of them, and I really hope tonight will have helped make that happen.  it was all worth it.   

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