What Nonsense Are You Speaking Spoon? (or What Happens When Izzy Is Tired And Hungry)

Imagine that you are sitting innocently on a train, reading a book when you are suddenly interrupted by the smell of a banana and a small voice singing in your ear, "What nonsense are you speaking spoon?" This singing will continue, as the being bounces around, peeking head over seat, around seat until you finally give in and burst out laughing. I suppose I should be thankful that this is the way Izzy expresses himself when hungry and tired. Others may not be so fortunate.

If you were sitting in front of Izzy on the train, on any evening on our way back from Great-Grandpa's, you would most likely be the recipient of all manner of antics. Much to my dismay, most of the riders have been bemused and believe it or not, I'd say that 9 out of 10 become thoroughly engaged (someone is watching over me somewhere..thanks for putting those cheerful young women in close proximity).

This scene usually occurs on our trip back from Great-Grandpa's, where we are perilously close to dinnertime, bedtime and general winding-down time. Except we are winding up, which is what happens when Izzy is over-tired and hungry. I have ample snacks available and I have discovered that a hard-boiled egg is essential for these trips. They seem to sate the hungry beast until we get home.

I truly try to avoid these situations but for Great-Grandpa I make an exception, something any 98 1/2 year old deserves.