The first rule of the countryside

G and I had a little treat at the weekend as we dropped the Microbe off for a sleepover at Uncle Alistair’s house and swanned off to Salisbury for a night in a hotel.

We’d never been before but Salisbury is very nice indeed and, unencumbered by a Microbe, we reverted to our old ways pretty much instantly, starting with a lazy Bistro lunch, a mooch around the town, a cake break and a cinema visit – followed by a late dinner at an excellent Indian restaurant called Anokaa (better than The Cinnamon Club, in my opinion).  Just having the freedom to book a dinner table at 9pm seemed an amazing liberty.

The following morning we had a bit of a lie in, then breakfast and another relaxing mooch before returning to pick up the boybot.

As soon as Alistair opened the door we were treated to a prolonged, rapid and high-pitched monologue from the Microbe, informing us that he’d been “a very good boy” and had been to see some meerkats and otters and piggies, painted a pottery crocodile, acquired a baby badger toy, slept in a dinosaur bed, made cakes and generally had a far more exciting time than he’d have had at home with G and me.

He was also keen to impart an important new life lesson that he’d learned…

“Daddy, do you know what the first rule of the countryside is?”
“No, why don’t you tell me?”
“Never lick a badger!”

Auntie Sarah is apparently no more trustworthy than I am when it comes to programming the boy. Once we’d all stopped guffawing, we did nothing to disabuse him of this – and I thoroughly hope that he’s passing this pearl of wisdom on to the children and teachers at nursery today.

On the drive home, shortly before he nodded off, he brought up the topic of the dodos again. It’s been on his mind for two weeks now, so I guess he hasn’t finished processing it – and we had a near-repeat of the conversation from last time…

“Mummy, it’s very sad about the dodos isn’t it?”
“Yes, love”
“Why did the people eat ALL of them?”
“Because they just didn’t think, darling. They didn’t understand that if they ate all of them, there would be no dodos left in the world.”
“But, Mummy, they should have saved some – for me to cuddle”
[laugh] “Well… yes. They should have saved some for the people who love animals”
“Like me, Mummy! And like you!”
“Yes, love. But try not to worry because nowadays people DO think and we try to save some so that animals don’t go extinct.”

Bless his angsty little cottons. I think he nodded off shortly after that, so only time will tell whether the topic comes up again.

 

 

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About Susan Flockhart

Bonsai lady-geek and blogger. I can hardly recall what I used to blog about pre-microbes, but these days I generally ramble about motherhood, nonsense and whatever's going on the world of tiny people
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