Some Questions for a Friday
Here are a couple of things I’ve been wondering about lately. Perhaps some of you have answers that will ease my troubled soul.
1.) Why can’t children ever put caps back on markers?
2.) Why, when there are possibly 10,000 crayons loose about this house, must my son still rummage through my desk to find pens?
3.) If there is 2500 sq. feet in my house, why do the children constantly need to be within 2 feet of me at all times?
4.) Why are children even issued ears? But since they are, why are they calibrated to the point that they can only hear me when I resort to yelling?
5.) Why is my boy so obsessed with hot lava? Is this a boy thing or just my boy? Tonight I’m reading him Bambi from the Walt Disney Treasury, and he interrupts me to ask, “When do we get to the hot lava part?”
6.) How come, no matter how many times I say, “I’m driving. I can’t look,” my daughter will insist, over and over and over, that I look at what she’s drawn or how she’s dressed her Barbie. Even repeating it IMMEDIATLEY after I just told her I couldn’t look. Please see question 4 for a follow up.
These are just a few of the things I’ve wondered in the last several days. If you have any insights, please let me know.
Taylor’s mother (from The Bean Trees, by B. Kingsolver) would say, “Hogs go deaf at harvest time.” That means people only hear what they WANT to hear, and your little darlin’s definitely don’t want to hear you when it’s not the response/command they want. It’s only for about 15 more years, though.