Laith With Optimus

It’s Saturday morning.  I’m dragging my feet to the living room, after another non-restful night.  (Ramadan is having it’s toll on me. It’s not that I go to sleep late, but it’s takes me forever to fall sleep again after sohoor and fajr prayer.)

Laith looks at me excitedly, “BABA LOOK!“, he shouts.  He was showing me his brand new transformer!  Or “stransformer” as he calls it.  It was Optimus Prime, benign and wise leader of the Autobots, in all his glory!  A gift from his grandmother.

Laith was so happy, and it me made me even happier to see him so happy.  I too used to like transformers when I was a kid, and I can understand his enthusiasm.

-TRANSFORMERS!  ROBOTS IN DISGUISE!-

He had the transformer in car form, and wanted to show me how to transform him into robot form.  To be honest, it was quite a complicated process, so I helped him with it.

-TRANSFORMERS!  ROBOTS IN THE SKYS!-

So far so good… now he asked me to turn him back into the car form…

It took me half an hour!

I’m not kidding!  How the heck is a 4 year old supposed to transform the stupid toy, if it takes an adult half an hour!

To add insult to injury, as I was trying to transform stupid Optimus I broke off a piece of his many delicate bits.  Stupid made-in-china-toys!  Thankfully, I managed to clip the broken bit back on….

I don’t think I like transformers as much as I used to…

-AUTOBOTS,  ROLL OUT!-

Optimus Prime