A Lot of Kindness From a Little Boy

Looking through the postings of the blog, I've noticed how they tend to focus on the mischief and mayhem that Dovid causes as he goes about learning and growing up. But it's not all mischief, lately some of his curiousity and cuteness has manifested itself in some adorable acts of kindness.

As I was hanging out the laundry a couple of weeks ago, he stood by the washing machine and rather than throwing the washing around, he handed me each item of clothing to hang up. Then we went to the makolet where there was a baby sitting in his buggy, I'm busy getting the stuff I need together and as I come back, I see him offering the baby a packet of nosh!

Ok, he is still Dovid - his favourite toy is still the computer. He loves the mouse, banging it around and chasing it's tail seems to be endlessly fascinating for him. (It's the second mouse he's broken, I gave him one of the old broken mice, let's see if that helps the situation...)

Yesterday as I was making a soup for supper, he took out all the tins from the cupboard and he built a tower, which was almost as tall as himself (picture coming soon). Guess what his second word is? "More more more" as in "more food mum!" He goes through phases of his favourite food. Last week I made the mistake of bringing Cheerios into the house. So it was Cheerios for breakfast, Cheerios for morning snack, Cheerios for lunch, Cheerios for afternoon snack, Cheerios for supper and Cheerios in between until finally, b'h, the Cheerios were finished... (It took him awhile to mourn the fact that they were gone). On Shabbos it was cucumbers! Go figure!

Yesterday we were in a shop and Dovid spotted some stuffed-animals, he managed to grab one of the shelf and cuddled it tightly! He also bought me a present, he was in the trolley and he pushed the trolley so that he was near the isle, he took a box of sweets of the shelf (the type with the plastic covering that is really tough to open) opened the box and caught my attention by shaking the box so that all the sweets scattered across the shop. Well, he chose the present (even if I did pay for it.)

On Shabbos, Zvi Yehuda and Yechiel came for the Friday night meal. When Dovid heard the door open and heard his Daddy's voice, he ran excitedly to the door, singing his happy song (as he does), but then he stopped in horror when he realised that there were two strangers behind his Daddy, poor boy.