The Huz had a very busy start to the year at work. So, the Parakeet and Little O found themselves together most of the first half of this month. They like each other – so it’s all right.
They planned a few activities, Little O went back to school, and they also did plenty of fun things at home.
Hearing of his Dad’s overtime, O often wanted to play “work”. He put on the Huz’ Union button from last year and set to making some scenery. Happy to participate in theater of all kinds, the Parakeet was ready to help. Because they had recently read Goldilocks and the Three Bears at school, Little O wanted to make that play. (they also had a field trip to the Chicago Symphony where the story was told with music – super cool). Little O was methodical about this work.
He wanted a table, chairs, and beds for the whole Bear Family. They found 3 different size chairs. They used 3 different pillows for beds, and then there was the issue of porridge. Little O found some cardboard from their over-crowded back porch. The Parakeet taped it together for him, but the issue of how to make the bowls was perplexing. Little O thought and then said, “I have an idea!” He described to the parakeet how he wanted holes cut in the top of the table. She did it. Then, he drew three bowls of porridge with tabs at the bottom of each one on another piece of card board. He asked her to cut those out and then he slid them into the holes on the table – not bad problem solving for a four-year old.
As he took a bath that night, the Parakeet told him, “Little O, I had so much fun playing with you today.”
“yeah, but you didn’t like when I got bossy with Parcheesi”
“No, I didn’t like that. But I loved making scenery with you. I thought it was super smart and creative how you decided to make those porridge bowls stick into the table”
“I wasn’t sure how we would make that and you figured it out. I just think you’re a cool kid”
He smiled, “O”
“I’m really glad I got you for my son”
“but you picked me, Mom”
“I didn’t get to pick you, but I tell you what — God must think I’m pretty special that he decided to give me you.”
He smiled again, “And God must have thought GB was pretty special to give you to her”
The Parakeet smiled back at him. Little O must think she is pretty cool, too.