Only when you have the wrong expectations. It is so easy to know what the right action is, but sometimes so hard to do it. Ayden is having a rough morning. Well, he was having a good morning until we took him to his soccer match. He got shy and didn’t want to play. I spent 45 minutes encouraging him. Getting frustrated. Getting embarrassed. Getting angry. I wanted to leave. ...
Ayden: I don’t want to lose my Pokémon cards Amer: ok Ayden: Pokémon cards are very important Amer: how so? Ayden: they have all the information about Pokémon. They are not like credit cards. They are better than credit cards.
Ayden: After we die if plants are eating our body how will we go to heaven Amer: Our soul goes Ayden: And we get a new body Amer: Sure Ayden: Can we get different skin Amer: Sure what color you want Ayden: Pink
Ayden deciding his career: “There are so many cool job, I want to be fireman, goalie, dad, police officer, monster truck driver.”
Ayden: Baba, American flag is better than Texas flag. Me: How come? Ayden: Because it has more stars!
Driving to Ayden’s first Monster Jam show, as the AT&T Stadium came into view, he was getting excited. His heart was probably beating faster, and he could probably feel it. He said the cutest thing ever, “Baba, my heart is growing bigger.”
Last year, Ayden got into Minecraft thanks to Evan Storm’s channel. So we bought Minecraft on PS4 and started to play. I preferred to play in first-person perspective, but Ayden preferred third person. But he didn’t know how to ask me to change the perspective. So he would say, “Be the people that Evan’s be.”
Tonight, I was reading the Puss in Boots bedtime story to Ayden. The story begins with the Old Miller dying. Ayden asked me if people die in real life. I was not ready for this conversation, but I also didn’t want to lie. I said yes and hoped we could move on quickly. Ayden’s eyes turned teary. In a crying voice, he asked, “Why?” “It’s just the way it is,” I said. ...
Last year, we took Ayden to a monster truck show. We didn’t know how loud these trucks could be. So we bought ear protection headphones for him. He was still feeling a little scared. Later he came up with the idea that the sound of the engine comes from the tires. He would keep telling me that monster truck tires are loud, or that they made it louder after he put on his headphones. ...
The other day while putting Ayden to sleep, he looked as if he was intensely thinking. I asked him, “Are you thinking something?” “Yes,” he replied. “What are you thinking?” I asked. “I don’t know what car to play with in the morning, baba!”