Tuesday, February 14, 2006

And the winner is...


Didn't I say that Miguel needed a new playmate?

Saturday night he had the bright idea of including Nightcrawler in a pre-bedtime game of Yu-Gi-Oh. This he said while holding a deck of cards that was 3 inches thick. He really is a master of delaying tactics. I agreed to play one game on the condition that each of us have 20 cards each in our decks - a sure way to end the game in time for bed.

It was kinda funny playing against a plastic toy. Since he was handicapped (read: inanimate) I offered to "hold" his cards for him. Miguel played as if Nightcrawler were a real opponent, reacting jubilantly every time he sent the X-man's monster to the graveyard. But then....

Nightcrawler had a Card Destruction spell up his sleeve. He threw it in towards the end of the game, when Miguel and I had already run out of monsters. So yes, dear readers, we lost. In Miguel's words "I can't believe we lost to an action figure!" And a novice action figure at that.

Must be his mutant powers at work.

So guess who was a sore loser. Tsk tsk tsk.


That's what I like about him :)

Happy Valentine's Day!

Monday, February 06, 2006

What the...?

With Miguel, a regular conversation isn't always "regular." This one happened right after I told him that it was time to go downstairs for lunch.

Miguel, picking up his Command Wolf zoid: Mommy, are dogs and wolves enemies?

Me: No, in fact they're related.

Miguel: How?

Me: Well, wolves are a kind of dog. Wild dogs.

(We arrive at the dining room and Miguel puts the Command Wolf in front of our Jackrussel terrier.)


Me: What are you doing?

Miguel: I'm seeing if Rover will fall in love with the wolf.

Well, the sparks weren't flying between Rover and the zoid. But I suspect that Miguel would have been happier if the dog attacked the wolf.

And, uh, I think that he needs a playmate as well.

Saturday, February 04, 2006

'I want to marry her!'

Here we go again.

He's said that so many times that I can't remember how many girls he's wanted to marry. And he's only 5.

There was Claire, Nessie, Roan, Sam...
Flashback to the middle of 2005
Miguel, to Roan: Will you marry me?
Roan: No.
Samantha, overhearing: I'll marry you Miguel.

...my friend Marmie, Ninang (arranged marriage), and my friend Jen.

Now he wants to marry Chloe, the 5-year-old daughter of my second cousin Jean. Since they live way down the street from us, you'd think that they'd be bonded. But actually they only saw each other during children's parties and infrequent visits.

Now Chloe has moved to Miguel's school, and on top of that, they're carpool mates. He's absolutely thrilled to have a regular playmate in school and at home. She seems to be excited about him too, and her mom says that Chloe regularly pesters her to pay Miguel a visit. Ever since he asked her to play SD Gundam on his PS2.

When I told Jean that Miguel liked Chloe, she was all for it. Sure. But I think that it's just too early for me to deal with this.