Portia’s Island

Orrin is now 8 months old, and lately, he’s been fascinated with those little critters that are moving around in the walls of our house. The interest started with the word itself…. "tiki" does sound funny. Especially if you say it like you are imitating a tuko. And if you say it over and over again while tickling him.

After dinner, I usually walk him around the porchand when I see one, I point it out and say "tiki".  It takes him about 3 seconds to locate it, and when he does see it, there would be a big smile, a small squeal, and several little happy kicks.  If the tiki does move, there would be a squeal of laughter and more vigorous kicks.  And of course, all the tikis would be startled and move out of sight quickly, much to the delight of Orrin.  And when he realizes they are not there anymore, his face becomes questioning…. and that’s the cue for getting his attention on other things, or else the cries would come. Where did my tikis go?wahhhh!

So far, its only the real tikis that interst him… the gecko painting on the wall of our room is not as interesting as the real thing. Speaking of geckos, we have two in the house, but they have moved outside, so we do not see them often.  Wonder how Orrin would react when he sees the tuko?

Hmm…. I wonder if my little guy would grow up to become a herpetologist? Or at least a biologist. Now, that would really be something, huh?