Like Father, like son

As the day goes by, my son is looking more and more like his dada. No, not just physically but in every small aspect.

From mannerisms to personality, oh they are so alike... sometimes painfully so!

-- He watches TV with his head hanging upside down at the edge of the bed.
-- His amazing imagination
-- He loves words..
-- He's so behave at school but such a rascal at home
-- His sweetness to me, his mommy :)
-- Weird mannerisms such as playing with his tounge to make silly sounds
-- And oh the endless silly things he thinks of!

There's barely anything I see in him that I would say comes from me.

Well... there IS one thing.

He's not too adventurous in the playground. He tends to measure the risk he's going to take before he undertakes them. Not a bad thing... but sometimes I wish he'd take on his dad's adventurous demeanor.

I hear stories from bruises and scrapes to broken arms. Not that I'm wishing my son would have them, but he's a boy and it's sometimes like the essence of being a little boy -- all those silly mishaps.

Well, he's only four anyway. Who knows how he'll be another 4 years from now.

So far, he's still so much like his father. Physically, emotionally and intellectually ... im not complaining. :)

A Little Too Much

Yesterday I woke up quite late...

It's our weekend off from work and it's been raining on and off so the weather's just perfect for sleeping.I could very well hear that my son's already up and entertaining himself with songs and more of his role-plays.

I also thought I heard a really hard downpour of rain. Too lazy to get up and check myself, I asked my son:

Me: Baby, is it raining?
kiddo: Hmm. Let me check for you mommy
Me: OK
Kiddo: (goes to the window and checks) Hmm.. It's a little too much.
Me: (making sure I'm awake) what?
Kiddo: It's a little too much rain.
Me: oh.. ok .. thank you baby.

I have no idea where he got "a little too much" and if he knows what it means. It was enough to wake me up though but only for a few minutes until the cool weather and the sound of rain filled my head and made fall into slumber again.

My son on the other hand continued playing by himself until he got too bored and started hearing people outside (my parents having breakfast) when he'd usually run outside to talk to other people in the house.

ahhh kids do say the darndest things. I love this stage!