Well, not really…
But don't both my mens look a bit like they're stoned out of their minds?
Rockstar had been feeling a little put off that we were carrying Ms Rockstar “so much” while she was fussing (you must be thinking “fuh-inally, some jealousy, at least he’s normal…!” right? :D)
Rockstar bustin' a move on da empty... dance floor?
In case you’re wondering, Rockstar isn’t familiar with the concept of alcohol, though in the past he’s sipped my wine while we were abroad (in the interests of nixing any fascination with “forbidden fruit” when we went wine tasting)… He thinks grownups drink things that are absolutely “disgusting” – that includes our coffee or tea, though he’ll make us a cuppa (thank you, Nespresso machine with the tantalizing buttons and easy-to-insert capsules)…
The colors in the display case change, Rockstar was so fascinated by the shiny glass and the dragons inside (he doesn't know you can actually drink the stuff, he thinks they're just decor) he made me take pictures of all the different colors
But if I had had to explain legal drinking ages and so on, I would’ve told him some things in large quantities are considered so bad for you that “policemen” have to make sure you are a responsible grownup before you take them… AND if your growing body isn’t ready to handle it, it can make you very sick… Since the Rockstar hates being sick because it means he gets grounded…
So anyway I arranged to bring Rockstar way early before the event started to one of King’s Asia Bankers Club networking things, where he shared a grilled chicken burger with bacon and baked beans with the dad at a nearby burger grill… Then I told him that was the difference in “privileges and responsibilities” between him and Ms Rockstar. How while babies needed more care and attention at home, they also couldn’t come out to their daddy’s networking events or share bacon burgers. So would he rather be the home-bound baby who gets carried a lot and whom older brothers are required to read to, or would he rather be the older brother who has to do some reading and gets to come out for a bacon burger?
Clingy Rockstar
No prizes for guessing which Rockstar chose…
After a quick look-see in the pub, we repaired to this little greasy burger joint nearby, where Rockstar polished off my baked beans (begged off a burger as I wasn’t hungry yet and went home for regular dinner (chickpea curry). Rockstar stayed on to finish his portion of grilled chicken (plus all the bacon) burger with relish after the dad “went back to work”.
After hanging around awhile more (to do things like take pictures and watch people walk by from the window), we wandered back on the street, passing two or three or other Rockstar-aged kids with helpers (yes where the pubs are) waiting at bus stops… Probably changing buses or something I guess… Or meeting their dad for a bacon burger…
We get home and Rockstar insists on reading National Geographic Kids (the thin Early Readers one specifically about penguins) to Ms Rockstar, though she’s out cold from a battery of vaccinations earlier in the day. (This is from the “big bro responsibilities” bit… with penguin book recently purchased at Wellcome after my Grandmum’s Favorite Penguin post)…
Hahaha, I was really fooled by your post title and the bright “disco-like” light in the first photo. Really thought you dated Rockstar and went nightclubbing. 😀
Little Ms Rockstar will be so very knowledgeable from all the readings done by Rockstar because the brain is said to absorb information people hear while asleep. The big brother is doing a good job!
yeah sorry I better change that, otherwise I also cannot find if I search (how we nipped the jealousy in the bud – that includes showing him your encouragement!)…