Today Lucas and I went out for sushi with a friend of mine. The meal proceeded normally--Luke dumping food from his plate, Luke putting food back on his plate, Luke categorizing his food in small piles.
But then all of a sudden my friend is staring at him and saying, "Can he use chopsticks?" And sure enough, Lucas has picked up a pair of chopsticks correctly and is using them to place a piece of teriyaki chicken in his mouth.
It's not as if Mr. T and I use chopsticks at home, or as if we frequent sushi joints. Luke probably hasn't seen a set of chopsticks for months.
I called up my mom to share the weirdness, to tell her about her 17-month-old grandson's latest stupid pet trick, and she said, "Well, he must have been Japanese in a previous life. You know, just like you were Spanish."
Mom: Well, you always called a pencil "lápiz."
Me: Because you taught Spanish when I was a baby?
Mom: No. We never used that word at home.
Me (thinking to myself): And it's not like we had a lot of Spanish speakers hanging out around the house.
Mom: That was just your word for pencil.
So there you have it, folks.
Lucas: formerly Japanese wunderkind of fine motor skills.
Me: editorially-inclined former Latina.
Mr. Trillwing: as yet undetermined.
(chopsticks photo by Steve Ling)
Hahahah! Have you heard the song "Gallileo" by the Indigo Girls? It's all about reincarnation, very fun.
that is hilarious!! i love the lapiz part.
I think Mr. Trillwing used to be Erik the Viking.
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