I probably didn’t deserve it. I mean I’m sure I didn’t deserve it. cause surely why a little punk like me would deserve all the goodness I’ve recently received? after all nothing really changed in my life span. still I’m a moany little shite, I still don’t fully explain what the hell I want from the people who try to look after me (including mommy and daddy in the first place), I make a terrible mess with my toys quite often if not always and even one day I managed to slap some of my close family members right in the face when they didn’t get me what I wanted… not only that, although I still try to picture myself as some upper class golden child forcing my way into the higher echelon of the society, when I make a poo, my shite definitely stinks and there’s no way of denying it… so why? why would I receive all the goodness I definitely didn’t before and don’t deserve now?

I may tell you, but it’s not going to be a straightforward story.

it all started with my other grandparents came over to visit me, just a couple days ago. although I would still call them papa & nana, my mommy forces me use these other terms that sounds more like “djadeck” & “babtsia”. for me it really doesn’t make any difference, people are people and the more of them come over to see me, the happier I am. I have to say I didn’t expect them at all. after all I didn’t have the chance to see them as often on daddy’s phone whenever he was feeding me. to tell the truth I wasn’t really bothered even if he was arranging the call in the middle of my play time. I got kinda bored watching their faces once I realised – couple months ago – that they exist in the real life and are not there only to be watched.

then, the other day, my other grandparents arrived. funny enough it was the same day when I went to the kitchen and noticed something was different. there was a table cover on the kitchen towel. finally. with some nice pictures of tractors and trucks and harvesters and all of it. they were little pictures attached to the wall too. they were supposed to mean something as everyone who looked at them seemed to be reading them too. then, when I went to the living room, I noticed the area looked different too. first of all: my play pen was gone. just like that. puff. disappeared in a thin air. my play pen. the only area in the whole house that really felt the struggle of me climbing down and learning how to stand and to walk and to run. all gone. but at the same time my eyes caught some flying ballons all the way up close to the ceiling. different shapes and sizes. mostly tractors and trains and trucks. a bit random selection but somehow nicely matching the other tractors and stickers in the kitchen. and then I noticed something else (however mommy had to guide me to it) as I was kinda scared of the big bulky device left in the middle of the room. I raised the cover and – you guessed it well – it was a… “TIACTOR”!

how did I know it was meant to be for me? I cannot tell. all I knew was to lay my head down right on the ground and roll the tractor forward and back so I could see its huge yellow wheels moving right in front of my face. did I deserve it? who was I to know? after watching tractor Ted every so often it was rather obvious that my interest was there so the natural course of things was to get one for myself! not ideal, not dirty and definitely not as big as I have seen before, but just the tractor. matching me perfectly.

and then, as if I thought it was everything, more people showed up. my auntie with my cousins brought her dog. and then my uncle with my other cousin brought… another dog. it was crazy! two dogs in the house already on top of the tractor, two set of grandparents, two different set of cousins… no wonder that one tractor was followed with another one very soon – on another funny device called birthday cake with the big number two and my name written right next to it! I mean, come on! how could I forget! one happy toddler couldn’t expect all of this goodness coming towards him in one very special day of the year! whoever made this day as amazing as it was, I simply wanted to thank you all!

maybe except for my dad as he didn’t seem to be around this time. kinda strange. but you know what? it’s alright.

Blippi put up a good show instead!