Rasmus and the bad pancake

Felix brought home another friend yesterday. Rasmus. he's a cute, chubby boy with a round angel-like face.

the moment we got home, he asked if i could prepare the food that we had for dinner the last time that he came for a visit here. i can't quite remember the food that he was referring to, so i asked him "why". because he said, "det var kjempe god". aaawwww....it was so nice to hear that from him. i didn't want to disappoint him. though, i've only planned to prepare pancakes and tomato soup for dinner. when i told him that, his face brightened up! so i guess he wasn't that disappointed afterall.

as i was preparing the pancakes, he was standing right beside me in the kitchen, while Felix was playing with his Lego spaceship in the living room. after i made three pancakes, Rasmus said, "du er veldig flink åt lage mat, Joan". and i said, "takk, Rasmus. og sikkert du er en heldig gutt for at din mamma er flink åt lage mat åsså". just when he said, "men du er flinkere end mamma min", the pancake that i was making went plop! too much pressure on my side, i guess. Rasmus and i just looked at each other and smiled. i took the scrambled pancake on a plate and set it aside. Rasmus left and went to play with Felix without saying another word to me. oh! how embarrassing!

so, we had dinner and the boys ate voraciously. which was very good. then, it was time to decide who should get the last pancake. i was about to cut it in half for the boys when Rasmus said, "Felix kan få den pannekake...og Joan? kan jeg få den pannekake der? (pointing at the ruined pancake)"...i asked him if it's okay with him. he said, "det går fint". so, the "bad" pancake was taken anyway.

and to wrap it up, Rasmus said to me after he ate the "bad" pancake, "takk for maten Joan. det var veldig god". i said, "vær så god, Rasmus. det var bra sagt".


happiness...is making a bad pancake and being complimented anyway ; )