Ba Ba

The other night Bobby boy was laying in bed with me. Lights were off. It was way past time to sleep. I was gonna let him sleep on the bed with me. Too tired to move him to his crib now. Boy wasn't asleep yet. He was moving about, making noises. Typically he does his usual throw the monster ball off the bed, then look at it with longing, and call to it. He looks on concerned, like he was on a boat at sea, and monster ball fell off the boat surrounded by sharks. After calling to his monster ball a few times, he would usually turn to me to get up and get his ball, in stead. He gives quite specific instructions like- get up,  go there, get monster ball. These are repeated with increasing volume until i oblige. 

But anyway, on this night, we were past that. Lights were off. I was about to drift off when the boy started singing to himself. 

Ba ba bla she, hai u ayi oo,

Yeso yeso, too baa oo,

One for mater, one for day,

One for..

By the time he finished i couldn't believe it! So cool! When did this happen? Bobby boy is learning, he's so smart! I was delighted! Time to grab the boy and smother him with kisses!

The Sharp and Curious

It's almost dark. Temperatures are back at the tolerable levels.. cool and pleasant now. Outside, the wind blows and soothes the heart and mind. The trees are swaying under the lamp post. An occasional sprinkler goes off with a hiss. It seems like a beautiful, peaceful evening. But don't be lulled.. cause something sharp and curious lurks in the darkness. 

Suddenly there's a scream. What was that??!! A finger is pointed. And the sound of 2 feet scuttling away in urgent haste. I turn to look at what the commotion was about. I see not one, but two pairs of feet. The tall one, silent, takes off like a cheetah. The short one pointing, screaming and running towards seemingly endless grass.. The feet change directions. Go this way then that. Faster now.. but then, as suddenly as it all began, they slow down as they come to the edge of tall grass,  and stop. Hesitating. It seems they lost the chase. Little miss Haana and Bobby boy, chasing down bunnies around the neighbourhood.. Looks like they were outrun this time. But not out done. Bobby boy is still pointing his finger at the tall grass where the bunny disappeared at. Little miss Haana, looking even taller, lurks next to him.. straining to see a flash of the white cotton tail amongst the darkness and grass. 

The verdict is clear. This one got away. But curious eyes are already scanning the surroundings for others. And soon, the duo is off running away again. Both little miss Haana and Bobby boy; as well as the furry things are off jumping away in the dark. 

There's Something in the Night

Little miss Haana's poem - There's something in the night...