Questions?

"Mama, I have a question."

Although I was taken aback by this "a little too adult" approach by my two-year old, I pretended not to notice and said: "Ok, what's your question?"

Qube: "Train!"
Me: "Uh, what's the question?"
Qube: "Train!"
Me: "But that is not a question. When you say you have a question, it means you have to ask me something."
Qube : (A little impatient by now) "Train, Mama. Si Pete!"

Of course, he was asking FOR something, I understood that pretty well. However, when he came to me with the "I have a question" statement, my immediate response was to try to elevate our level of conversation from the baby talk I am used to, to a conversation with an equal, and it includes expecting him to properly deliver a question.

Having had lots of practice arguing with the husband*, it occurs very rarely for me not to know what to say in a particular situation, and that day was one of those moments - I did not know how to explain to a two-year old the difference between a question and a statement.

These were the possible explanations running through my mind that day:

• A question is when you to pretend to give your parents the option to grant or not to grant your request: 

Example: "Can I buy a train?"

This approach gives your parents the feeling of having power over you. And when you start feeding their ego, it would be easier to convince them to give in. 

• A statement is when you cut all the crap and just say that you want something and expect that it will  be handed over to you.

Example: "I want a train!"

A big NO. You don't want to appear arrogant and spoiled. Remember the first rule, parents like to believe that because they are your parents, they should be the ones laying out the rules. And if you think you are the only arrogant member of the family, think again.

And my dear Qube, "train" is a noun. Or the "object" of your desire. For it to become a sentence, you must supplement a subject and a verb to your object (train). It has exceptions though, but you are too young to learn those.

Okay, I held off telling him these. But really, should I already start reviewing sentence types and structures? Or more than that, should I begin to worry about my thought process and the possibility that Qube just may have taken after me?

On a more serious note, should I be concerned about the way I talk to him? Am I beginning to burden him with expectations way way beyond his age?

Well, in defense though, I don't expect him to be able to write his full name at his age. That is just too much. However, I do expect that he knows his alphabet and numbers even when he is very sleepy or upon waking up. I expect that he knows how to read Qube whenever and wherever he sees it. Or type his iPad's passcode because it's just logical that he knows its passcode given that he doesn't even let me borrow it.

I don't expect him to be a good dancer. In fact, I don't want him to. But he should be able to carry a tune. Sayang naman pagiging bokalista ng tatay nya. Ahem. Okay, maybe this is too much, given I still seriously doubt the authenticity of his dad's claim.

Here's one truth though, I need toddler parenting classes. Seriously.