I’m 8 Times Her Age

So after some crappy mocks (well, physics and chemistry didn’t go so badly but french was bullshit), I was looking for something to brighten up my day, but I NEVER would have thought it would be this.

About an hour ago, one of our neighbours came round to our house to ask about extending part of her house but that would extend into this alley we have round the back. Of course mum said it was okay, but really I wasn’t listening to them at all, because the woman had a 2-year-old daughter named Tilly. Yes, that’s her real name because come on, no one’s going to connect that name to me. SHH ANONYMITY.

I don’t want to have kids and at some point, I’ll write a post on why. But the point is, this little girl basically made me think, “MY GOD, kids are bloody adorable!”

Because this one was. Her hand was so little and she ran around like a hurricane, giggling like mad and dancing on the spot and it was infectious. I laughed along with her and we had these little conversations – her speech is surprisingly good for a 2-year-old.

The main highlight of it was when I showed her my electric piano. I pressed the keys and she slammed them down as any tiny kid does, but I managed to get her to play it quieter by letting her copy my movements. On the piano, there’s a setting to change the instrument where you just press a button. She did this by accident but then when I said that was good, she did it again without being prompted – all I had to say was, “Hey Tilly! Do what you did earlier?”

Genuinely, I felt PROUD when she played the same note that I did, or when she changed the instrument, AND when she grabbed my hand so she could play on her own. I swear my heart melted a little, especially when at one point I was sitting on the stairs with her and she grabbed my hand with her tiny fingers and it was the cutest thing ever.

When she had to go, she was really upset and shrieked “NO!” when her mum asked her to say goodbye. I managed to teach her my name, though, which makes me feel bloody accomplished. It almost makes me feel happy that I was the reason she laughed and that I was the reason she didn’t want to leave.

Yeah, I’m 8 times her age, but I really enjoyed talking to her and teaching her. There’s this model of a shoe on one of the window-ledges and she loved feeling the patterns on it.

This has brightened up my day, and I hope it’s made you smile a little. I’ve got to say, the curiosity of tiny kids makes me wish I still had it.

From Elm πŸ™‚

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62 thoughts on “I’m 8 Times Her Age

  1. I love little kids…especially when they’re adorably like Tilly! And who cares about age when you’re having fun, right?πŸ˜‰

  2. This sounds adorable! I have two younger half siblings who I have yet to connect with whatsoever πŸ˜‚ Kids- especially young ones- just aren’t really my cup of tea, however your neighbour sounds really smart for her age πŸ™‚

  3. aww this was too cute to not smile at . she sounds adorable .
    and i’m glad she was able to brighten your day after the french mocks πŸ˜€
    ps. I didn’t know you played electric guitar . that’s so freaking cool

  4. Hey this is such a cute story, I have a cousin that’s three and they are just a bundle of buzzing fun at that age! You are such a talented writer! I have a new blog for beauty and I appreciate that you followed! I need some help though! I don’t know how to get people to notice it! Have you got any tips?

    • Yup, awesome! πŸ™‚ Tag your posts with things like beauty or fashion – I tag mine with teen and teenager because a lot of my audience ARE teens. And I’d say, read a few blogs and like and comment – not for the sake of getting follows, but just because it’s lovely to do. Followers come alongside that. OOH ALSO, you could create a blog twitter too.

  5. she sounds adorable! i love reading cute things like this, little things like these types of posts always make me happy. πŸ™‚ i hope you’re doing well, especially with your mocks!

  6. I love this post, Elm! Our neighbors also have an adorable little kid – he’s always so happy and cheerful and runs around smiling and opening our spice cupboards so he can play with the little containers of herbs and spices >.<

  7. Sorry to bother you, I was testing some functions of WordPress Android APP, and I can not find the comments I have made, you’d better delete them, including this one. Sorry again.

  8. I wish the curiosity of childhood lived on in all of us. How great would it be to ask ‘why?’, or ‘How?’ when we simply don’t understand, and rather than getting shouted at, we got explanations in calm, close to patronising voices. Imagine the simpler world in which they lived, the complicated emotions and concepts stripped to their minimalistic bones. The simplicity of it is something we can only imagine, because age brings with it the expectancy to deal with things, and to create complications for ourselves. the innocence of a two year old almost makes me envious; they can do no wrong, they are never judged, and if they swore at their evil neighbour, they’d be laughed with, and not condemned to punishment. XXX

  9. She sounds absolutely adorable! Last year I did a lot of community service last year with kids of various ages, and I got to help out with our school’s kindergarten for three days and they were so freAKING ADORABLE. They were learning this song w actions for the parents and my friends and I were so into the song xD. I also help out at my church with little kids, and I JUST LOVE KIDS πŸ˜„

    I love it when little kids are so curious, and they just want to touch everything without thinking of what will happen, will I get in trouble, they just do it. And I think that’s beautiful.
    – Jess xx | http://amessofjess.wordpress.com

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