November 06, 2006
SuperJacob
SuperJacob set off for creche this morning cleverly disguised as a three year old with what looked suspiciously like a towel on his head. Of course, Jacob was able to spot the transformative powers of the towel, (Hema baby-towel, embroidered giraffe on the corner that sits on your head) immediately and wasn't fooled for an instant. Transformed into SuperJacob he flew from here to creche in nano seconds.
Once at creche he strolled in with the same air of expectant confidence that normally you see only on the likes of a David Beckham-in-Armani-on-a-red-carpet-with-hair-gel, totally confident that the SuperJacob cape would be received with appropriate awe. As the only people there were the grown ups the initial reception did live up to expectations although the subtext may have escaped the attention of the man-of-cute-bendy-steel. As SuperJacob slid smugly into his chair to start jigsaw puzzles still wearing his cream coloured towel with embroidered giraffe on the forehead, sorry, SuperJacob cape, his mother left hoping fervently that the four year olds would be gentle with him.
One thing is apparent though, the lessons we've been trying to instill about having to share any of the toys he chooses to take to creche are obviously working. When I gently suggested that maybe the towel, I mean, Super Jacob cape, wasn't the best thing to take to creche Jacob stood there with it crumpled up in his hands and said, "Maar Mama, Ik gaa het deelen!" (But Mama, I'm going to share it). Those lucky kids!
The SuperJacob cape
Posted by Faith