I don’t know if this happens in your household or not but when me and my siblings were young, we went through a phase whereby we got a little curious about all the mushy things and because some of us cousins were within the same age group, we were paired up in pretend weddings and stuff like that.
The one I got paired up with very often is the very cousin who comes to this blog very often lambasting politicians and government decisions and everything unfair about this world, Jamie. It’s funny lah, now that we sit back and think about it. First of all, it’s not possible and the sheer innocence of it all is….you know, looking back, a little out-of-whack. But kids are kids lah.
K, my sister, also got paired up with Jamie’s brother, J. and D, my brother, got paired up with another cousin, E, who, thankfully for him, lived up in Sungai Petani and is hardly around. When we went back to Penang for Burmese New Year, he gets a second-pairing with another cousin, P. But, he was, among us siblings, the one who escaped the pairing-up process the most. Dateless….but happily so, I would say.
I guess kids just get fascinated by all this ‘love’ thing, ‘kiss’ thing and ‘whateverelseisintheirminds’ thing and it’s probably a chance to reenact what we thought was the thing adults do. I feel shameful writing about it but most of the time, if kids knew what the action was all about under the duvet, most of us girls would not live to be virgins for more than 4 years of our lives.
Now, with my kids, I see the same thing happening all over again. Joshua gets paired up with a cousin who is less than a year older than him; Jared gets paired up with the sister. Er….ring a bell or not? The elder brother takes the elder sister and the younger brother takes the younger sister. The teasing is shameless and relentless in every single kiddy way possible and you see the kids running for cover. Every little loving cousinly kiss is misconstrued. When they want to talk to each other about every day subject like ‘what was the color of your poo-poo today’, they have to run and hide somewhere and lock the door. Otherwise, if caught whispering together, all others would guffaw loudly and start singing the wedding march! And the paired-up KIDple would blush in total embarrassment and avoid each other at all cost!
Is it just my family or do your kids have to go through the same horrifyingly embarrassing stage? Spill the beans, come on!