Spencer the Super Hero

Unlike his technologically obsessed older sister who videos herself doing all sorts of things in all sorts of outfits (she is 8) and uploads them to You Tube, and his older brother very musically minded who cranks up the key board  to warp speed and prances around doing a Michael Jackson thriller cross moonwalk impersonation, looking like a deranged terra dactyl with his hands shaped like the lego people from his favourite movie, our grandson Spencer the more old fashioned of the trio is donning his cape, superhero gum boots and wielding his amazing garden stick wand with magical powers to rid the world of pain and suffering.  Unfortunately in this story, his mother's suffering, caused in actual fact by the superhero in question.  His Mom unwisely scooped him up to kiss his gorgeous pudgy neck and put him back down only to receive a hard thump on her foot from his super hard boot.  Our hero was not to be thrown by the incident, after a quick 'Thorry Mum' and adjusting of his cape he swung his wand towards the painful foot his mother was rubbing, and with a loud swoosh!! he was off undeterred to save the world.

Spencer Strikes Again

Spencer's mum had just purchased a beautiul new iPhone and was thinking she would sell her Nokia that is still in perfect condition.  She hadn't allowed for the Spencer factor.  Spencer is always opening the door of their freezer which is at the bottom of their fridge and sorting through the contents, obviously another Jamie Oliver in the making.  Apparently Spencer thought that phones like vegetables need to be frozen while at peak condition and popped the Nokia into the freezer, which was found by his Dad while fetching the ice-cream.

Needless to say, phones unlike vegetables do not appreciate being frozen they prefer Australian sunshine.  His parents debated on whether to dock his pocket money but he is only 18 months so it might take some time to recoup their loses.  Toddlers, you have to love them!!

Teaching Grandma New Tricks

I came into the dining room the other day and found Spencer perched on the table sitting on my lap top, making a pretzel out of his granddad's reading glasses.  He was obviously trying to send an email and probably would have succeeded if only he could have worked out how to get the glasses on........ I have always been gobsmacked at the grandchildren's gadget savvy, from very young ages they have had great technological skills.  They could l take photos with their phones, put them up on Facebook, bluetooth them to friends, when me, their extremely intelligent grandmother had trouble getting a call through.  Josh is only in preschool but is on the genius level of the computer game he is obsessed with.  We should have realised he had a knack with devices, when his mum gave birth to his baby sister seven weeks early, I got a text saying 'baby in distress, emergency c section' I wasn't able to text back as the boy genius who was then only two, had changed the language on my phone to Danish the night before.  I couldn't change it back as the only Danish I knew had pastry at the end of it.  Eventually, we heard all was well, mum and baby were fine and though her birth weight was only 1.6 kg you would never know it to see her now.

I do however, draw the line at being shown up by toddlers.  The grandees and I were dancing around the kitchen one night when the music suddenly stopped.  No amount of button pressing, thumping or bashing buttons on the machine by me would bring it back to life. I hadn't gone two paces from the room when music once again blared out into the kitchen.  Our little red head Jordy, three at the time had stopped at the stereo, pressed the magic button the music started and the dancing could resume. I consoled myself by assuming it was beginners luck and anyway, although I am ashamed to admit it, I feel smugly superior to Spencer, cos at least I can send and email!

Spencer's Eating Skills

I was feeding my little grandson some mashed banana and custard last night, he is 17 months.  I thought I was skilled at eating having been at it for 60 years, but he took the cake. After demolishing nearly all the bowl full I was about to shovel the last bit into his mouth when I thought I  saw something white inside his cheek.  Bravely I shoved my finger in and scooped, scoring a hard bite from his razor sharp baby teeth, I nearly gave up but, had one more go.  This time out came a lego block.  I couldn't believe he had eaten all that food without choking.