posted on Feb, 5 2008 @ 10:29 AM
Well, another amazing evening in the lombozo household!
So I get home, fixed the toilet in the basement which was leaking, then went upstairs, popped open a diet Pepsi and sat on the couch. Diet Pepsi. (if
Aspertame really does burn holes in your brain - I am pretty much a goner. I keep Pepsi in business I drink so much of the diet stuff.)
Anyway this past Christmas Santa brought my son a magic set. I tinkered with it briefly over the last month or two, but never really put much effort
into it. There's a couple of hundred tricks in the set. Last night my son had that very intense look on his face whenever he is on a mission.
He comes over with that determined little march he has, holding out the magic set, and he dumps it out on the floor. I thinks it's magic that the dog
didn't eat half the pieces. There were balls, rings, chains, playing cards, magic wands, coins, magic boxes of several sizes, and bandanas of every
color you can imagine spread out all over the place.
"Allright Daddy. I want to learn some magic."
So I try to make some semblance of order amongst the strewn about magical debris, and pull out the manual.
I start to figure out a couple and start to show him.
"Daddy! You're doing it wrong!"
"I need to have my cape and hat on Daddy! You should know that!"
"You're right little Dude! I wanted to make sure you knew that. Kind of like a test."
"Mommy, Daddy is pretending he was testing me because he forgot something!"
"lomboz! He's not stupid."
So I put his hat and cape on.
"Where are my white gloves Daddy?"
Hmmmmmmm................... good question..........
"lombozo, the dog is eating something. What is he chewing?"
Oh no. The dog is eating a white glove.
"You are such a loser lombozo, why did you let the dog chew his glove?"
"Daddy he's eating my glove! I'm going to make that dog disappear!"
Oh, I can only wish..................
*think to myself* Maybe you can practice that disappearing thing on Mommy........
"It's ok Dude. You only need gloves when you're on stage."
After awhile he can make cards disappear, turn white strips of paper into dollar bills, make a deck of cards go from a full deck, into a deck where
every card is the same card.
"Daddy. I want to learn some magic words."
"Allright Little Dude. Say these words - Abra Ka Dabra, Alla Kazaam, A Great Magician Is Who I am."
This morning when I was shaving he came in and repeated those words in his little munchkin voice while wearing his cape and hat.
"Abra Ka Dabra, Alla Kazaam, A Great Magician Is Who I am. Look Daddy! I made your whiskers disappear!"
I thought I was buying a bunch of tricks. I didn't realize how much MAGIC was in that box.
[edit on 5-2-2008 by lombozo]