Wednesday, February 6, 2008

My very own emo kid!

My older son, Arda, has always been the emotional type. Even when he was a toddler, he would cry when a slightly mellow song came on the radio, and when Moe says goodbye to the baby in Ice Age.

We went to see Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium today - just the two of us. He got teary eyes NOT when Mr. Mag says he's going to die, or when he DOES die - but he did start to bawl every single time the sock monkey appeared.



He is attached to inanimate objects like crazy - it's so easy to manipulate that we shamelessly use his feelings to make him do things he doesn't want to do..

- But, what about his little piece of carrot - you just ate his mommy and he will be soooo sad if you separate them.

or

(when fighting with Tunca about who's going to play with the brand spanking new shiny black Nintendo DS Lite)

- But your old DS feels sooo abandoned and thinks you don't play with it because it has all those scratches.. Just like Woody in Toy Story (yes, Disney movies DO have a big place in our daily conversations)

Terrible parenting.

My worst nightmare: Less than a decade from now he'll be telling his shrink how we used this against him and that's the reason why he can't "connect" or "commit" emotionally.

2 comments:

Orhan Kurmuş said...

Allalla, ben bunlari hic bilmiyordum. Acaba torunlarimla yeteri kadar ilgilenmiyor muyum diye icime bir suphe dustu simdi.

Zeynep said...

üzüntüsünden filmlerde ağlıyo çocuk sen ilgilenmiyprsun diye :P