Just had one of those silly, sweet, milestone moments – that make your heart melt and turns your brain to mush and all you can utter is “Awe”.
The phone trilled into life and the caller ID declared it to be my sister’s number – oww-err is this the twenty minute warning that I am about to be invaded by Nephew and his sidekick the two-foot terrorist, aka great-nephew [2 1/2 going on 5]?
No, for a little moment there was the sound of a light breath and then a crystal clear confidant child’s voice proudly states “Hello aunty”
Stop me, I’m welling up!!! “Hello Tyler. Are you out playing?” I ask, it is always tricky trying to ask a question that a) the child can answer and b) you can understand their answer.
“No, no playin. At Nana Soggar’s House” His first utterances when trying to pronounce ‘sausages’ came out soggars, and as breakfast at Nana’s house is sausages they have been christened “Soggars”. So sweet, this little voice making conversation, the image in my head.
I could hear Nana prompting in a whisper mentioning lunch
“Dinner? No dinner. Had getti” deduction and listening to the whisper meant that for lunch Spaghetti had been consumed
“And graps” he is a lover of fruit, so a dozen grapes had been devoured, probably joined by a banana and some raisins.
After a short while the phone was handed to Nana and she went through why she had called and then when it came time to aue revoir, the innocent voice declared “Buyee Aunty, luvu”.