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 🙂