Gabriel has said a number of things this month that have made it clear that he sees reality in a very different way than I do. These are my three favorites:
Gabriel love babies and is pretty smitten with little Tobias. One day he was holding Tobias and decided to give the baby "lessons". "What's one plus one Tobias?" Tobias wiggled his little hand and left two fingers lingering a little bit longer than the others before curling up into a fist. "Mom! Did you see that! He knew the answer was two! Tobias, what is one plus one plus one?" Again, a little hand wiggle and this time three lingering fingers. "Wow! He got that one right too! Mom, I had no idea that babies could do math! He is so smart." At this point, Tobias started to coo, making "aaahhhh" and "ohhhh" sounds. Gabriel then exclaimed, "Did you hear him?!? He is already learning his letter sounds! Those are the sounds for A and O! Tobias can read!" I have a feeling that when Gabriel grows up and has a family he might be one of those parents who are convinced that their child is a genius. He certainly has a high opinion of Tobias.
As anyone who has visited our house can tell you, Gabriel is quite an adept climber. He likes to show off for guests by shimmying up the door jambs and then doing a spider climb in the door frame. He loves the monkey bars at the park. When we were there recently, Gabriel showed me how he can now do the high the monkey bars by climbing to the top of the small set and then jumping over to the higher ones. It was, admittedly, impressive. After I congratulated him on his climbing prowess he said, "I know! Where did I get these awesome monkey powers?!? It's like I drank some oil or something." I am a little concerned that he thinks drinking oil might give you super powers. Where did he get this idea? Did he think oil is what gave the Ninja Turtles their powers? Has he even seen an episode of Ninja Turtles? I don't know, but we may be locking the cabinet with the cooking oil and hiding the motor oil until we get it sorted out.
Speaking of super powers, Gabriel informed me that he already knows what he wants for Christmas this year. "Oh, really?" I said, "You don't think you might change your mind?"
"Nope. I know that I want a ball that gives me the power to fly and climb vertical walls."
At first, I wasn't sure how to respond. We talked for a while about how awesome it would be to get a gift like that. Then I asked, "But, do you think Santa even brings gifts like that? Do you think a ball like that even exists?"
With the faith of a child he replied, "Mom, Santa is magical so he can make magical things. Don't worry about it. Santa will bring the ball and we'll just have to try it out and see if it gives me powers or not. I think it will."
Since that conversation he has been talking with his brothers about the things he will do when he can fly. I also think he's added some powers to the list of abilities he'd like the ball to imbue him with. Most recently, he's decided that he would also like laser eyes. I fear it may be a disappointing Christmas. Hopefully, the imagination that dreamed up this "super ball" can also compensate for its deficiencies. Gabe's worldview may not be exactly accurate but is certainly more fun.
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