A couple of weeks ago we had handymen at our house finally fixing the leaks in the roof. Tornado A is obsessed with all things tools. Also all things baking and cooking. But when someone pulls out a tool, Tornado A is right there to watch. Same goes with the mixer or rattling of pots and pans. While he is easily included in cooking, baking, and family repair projects, I have to keep him from underfoot when its professionals. Luckily the kid is cute, and most handymen love children.
These men were no different. When they caught Tornado A watching them, one of the men struck up a conversation with Tornado A.
Handyman: What’s your name?
Tornado A: Tornado A!
Handyman: Do you go to school?
Tornado A: Yes!
Handyman: Do you like it?
Tornado A: Yes! It’s where my friends are! What’s that?
Handyman: Oh, that’s a scraper. We have to scrape off the plaster first.
Tornado A: Oh! And what’s that?
Handyman: That’s to put plaster on.
Tornado A: Oh!
Handyman: Do you want to be a construction worker when you grow up?
Tornado A: No! I grow up to be a baby dragon!
The handyman looked at me. I smiled. What can I say, he’s my kid.