People say that the second child is the smarter one. In my opinion, the second child are the witty ones. They do pick things up faster and at a younger age. They tend to be the ones getting more exposure compared to their older sibling. My second kid constantly has my jaw dropped with his witty come-backs.
Saturday morning. Me sipping my iced Teh at the dinning table. Father-in-law (FIL) was going through an “I Spy…” book with Ashley at the sofa.
FIL asked: “How many ducks?”
Ashley: “1… 2… 3… … 6…”
FIL: “No… how many ducks are there?”
Ashley: “1… 2… 3… … *skipped some numbers* … 12!”
FIL: “No… count properly….”
Ashley: “1… 2… 3… … … …”
FIL: “You sure? Count again.”
Ashley: “I done already.”
My tea nearly came out of my nose.
Then, there was this other time….
Early in the morning. I was digging for some clothes from the basket. Ashley stood beside me, watching as I dug. We spot a coin in the basket – he dropped it in days ago. Me continuing digging, pretending not to see it.
Ashley: “Look! Coin!”
Me: “Yes. Coin.”
Ashley: *dashes over to the snoozing daddy* “Daddy, you cannot put coin in basket!”
My. son. ~lol