The Four Year Old

How the hell do I pusing the picture? GRR.

The Four Year old is this precocious, adorable kid and I love him to bits. Unfortunately, he won't be with us for long because our new abode takes us further from his Mommy's and Babah's home. Oh woe, he has been our sunshine and source for much merriment in our home.

If I read him correctly, I think his brain is wired to only one thing - how to manipulate the world into acquiring MORE TOYS. He hates school - he said he already knows everything and that there's just "too many people". 

I think I understand - I too, find some places are just too full of people, sometimes. 

His mommy, exasperated, went as far as telling him  - no School means no TOYS. If you buy Toys, Mommy will hanger you. 

He agrees to this arrangement; kau fikir dia give in? Addinch OK.

One day, at a very busy mall, he started to have a tantrum and begged (yes, begged) the Mommy to "hanger him" because he spied a toy that he liked. His Mommy was suitably mortified - I mean, the people were probably wondering how she raises the 4 Year Old for him to act like that. 

The other time, while cuddling up to my mom, her nanny also de facto Mak Angkat to him, he asked my Mother how come she's not in school (and not harassed about it, unlike him). 

My Mother, not thinking much about it, replied very action-ly, that she didn't have to, she's old and she had gone to school "A LONG TIME AGO" anyway.

His eyes bulged excitedly.

"Mama!" he exclaimed.

"Then you can buy TEN TOYS!"

I warned his Mommy - He's going to grow up as a politician. You better be careful. 

Note:

1) Ten is a Gajillion to this Four Year Old.

2) His theory is = No School = No Toys. So if Go School = Gets Toys. Smart.