Jonge Saw It Too

The picture is from yesterday. Another of my attempts at "Springing Up". I put all of my pastel planters and swans away, but left out these little birds. I love them! I have two others that are not old, but these are.

Now on to what Jonge saw.

If Jonge tells you he sees something, he REALLY did see something.

In this way he reminds me of his uncle Oldest Son, who once announced from the backseat of the car while we were out viewing Christmas lights that he "saw a barenaked Santa Claus out the winnow!". It took us about two decades to figure out that what he saw was most likely a snowman.

Anyway...

Last night Jonge told his mommy that he saw four deer in the backyard. She hadn't seen any, and was about to doubt him. Then she remembered that he is never wrong about things like that. On closer inspection, there they were. Four deer standing in their backyard.

At lunch today I told Jonge (and Famke, she seemed just as interested) that I had seen a mouse yesterday. I told them that every time I see a mouse, I scream. I just can't help it. I scream and sometimes even (last night, for instance) jump on the nearest piece of furniture. I thought it best to explain this BEFORE I did it in front of them.

Tonight Jonge's mommy and daddy had some business to attend to, so Jonge and Famke stayed on. While I was feeding Famke her bottle, Jonge was chasing the kitty around (and around and around and around).

Suddenly, Jonge appeared in the doorway.

He looked at me intently and said, "I saw a mouse. In dere. Eating a banana."

"Where?"

"In a tichen, eating a banana."

"Show Pake."

Jonge took Pake into the kitchen and pointed to my nicely appointed baking area.

"Right dere."

Well, it wasn't there anymore, but Pake was quite pleased that the boy didn't scream in the same unsophisticated manner in which I screamed when I saw it yesterday.

And, for the record, it wasn't eating a banana, although I can see why he thought so. It was eating a partial stick of butter. I could see it's foot prints and nibble marks all over it.

Later, I asked Jonge what color the mouse was.

"Blue," he said.