Edited to add a bit that I had forgotten...
The MIM leaves all things educational to me. He believes in spoiling our brats to the best of his ability and I must say, he does a damn good job. Occasionally, he will realise that his fatherly duties are not limited to buying our boys expensive cardboard boxes to play with while the toys collect dust in their room, and so he puts on the Teacher Cap and tries to teach them the things of life that most alpha males hold dear to their heart...like how not to fall off a cycle, how to field a punch, how to kick a football and how not to cry in public.
Today, the MIM decided to teach our EO about being a prankster. And before I could intervene, the damage was done.
"Mamma look, lion under the table!", "YO look, tiktiki (house lizard)!", "Baba, there's a snake on your head!" So as not to shatter his ego, I told the MIM to indulge the little imp his outrageousness. So each time he came up with something new, we pretended to look just to give him the grand, great joy of laughing maniacally and screaming "April Fool" complete with irritating song. The MIM left after two rounds, mumbling something about escaping to office. I, on the other hand, was cooped up with the little brat for the next eight hours.
Although I have to admit he really did get me once. We were sitting across from each other at the dining room table. I had given him some writing and maths work to do. He started to sharpen his pencil and I started to get livid. "EO! Not at the dining table! You know you're supposed to go to the dustbin and sharpen your pencils there!" My EO stopped what he was doing, made his big eyes even bigger and said,"Sorry Mamma. It has already fallen down to the ground." I groaned and proceeded to take a peek under the table when I was suddenly faced with a loud, high-pitched...
"APRIL FOOL/GO TO SCHOOL/TELL YOUR TEACHER/YOU'RE A BIG FAT FOOL!!" He was grinning stupidly, his eyes were shining joyously, my ears were throbbing achingly.
Never have I hated summer-term break more. Never have I been more thankful for karate class.
"April Fool/Go to school/Tell your teacher/You're a big fat fool." I heard this song at least 75 times today. Thanks to the MIM.
Next time sir, kindly keep your lessons to yourself.
And that includes sex ed.
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