“A surprise for me!!!”
Little Brother third birthday
and the first present arrives.
“Cool! It’s a robot!!”
“Open for me!”
Big sister five lingers nearby.
Her two-months-passed birthday
still fresh in her mind.
“Ooh. A TRANSFORMER!!
Can I play with it too?”
She sits close to her brother, with watchful eyes
Eventually, Almost Three loses interest in his prize.
He says, “I want to cook with Mommy!!”
Runs to the kitchen. Clambers up the stool.
“Bowl please! Want some water please!
Want spoon please! Man spoon!”
Alone on the floor now,
Sister works the cast off prize.
She has figured it out.
Put on the wings.
Make him fly.
Little Brother wants Man spoon.
I pull out a teaspoon.
“Nooooo!” silly mommy!”
I pull out a tablespoon.
“Noooo.” He rolls eyes.
I pull out a long-handled ladle.
“Yes!! That’s a man spoon.
Raaaaawrrrrr!”
He growls as he stirs .
She sings as robot flies.
The next morning
Big Sister’s sighs.
“Mommy, are there any
princess transformers?”
“I don’t think so.” I say.
She is unsatisfied.
“I know!
A Cinderella robot…
that transforms…
into a carriage!”
Her idea makes her smile.
And that same morning,
Little Brother carries
robot into school.
On his right hip,
gently cradling him,
Just like mommy
used to do.