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 Kids
Are Amazing
Kids
are amazing. Mine in particular.
I am, of course, completely objective on the
subject of my amazing children.
One of the benefits of staying home is to hear all
the wonderful, amazing and dastardly things these little
darlings come up with. Maybe you’ll recognize your own little genius here.
My
boys don’t need Julius Caesar to teach them the concept
of ‘Divide and Conquer’.
My son, at the tender age of three, already has a
working knowledge of that particular theory.
 Last
week Alex asked me if he could watch a movie.
I said no. He
promptly turned around, went downstairs and asked his
father, who said sure.
I came downstairs and my husband and I realized
that we have either a military strategist, or an evil
dictator on our hands!
So now
when Alex asks for something and Dad is home, I march the
little man to wherever Dad is and have him ask both of us.
That way we are presenting a united front, and
hopefully we can nip the ‘Divide and conquer” in the
bud.
Ian,
my six month old, was lying on the floor playing with the
soft tape measure from my sewing basket.
Since he is currently cutting four teeth, it was a
rare moment of quiet happiness for him.
Alex started to pull the loose end of the tape
measure towards himself. “Alex,” I said with complete exasperation in my voice,
“please let him be.
He’s happy.”
“But
Mommy,” Alex replied, “I caught an Ian-fish!"
Every
morning my husband has to drive about 20 minutes to work.
One Monday morning in particular he came back
rather quickly. “I
think the CV joint is going on the Honda, can I take your
car?”
If he
takes my car I am trapped at home all day.
It’s not ideal, but certainly better than my
husband driving with a bad CV joint (don’t ask me what
it does, all I know is that it’s expensive to fix even
when Scott does it himself).
So he takes my car.
Even
more upsetting was the fact that the previous weekend we
had to replace the muffler on my car, and it seemed the
transmission was going in my car as well, and would need
to go in the shop soon.
 When
he gets home that evening he goes out into the garage and
pulls the right front tire off the car.
As he pulls on the brake pad, out fall two little
rocks. It
took Scott less than a minute to put two and two together
and come up with a three year old.
The
previous Saturday Scott had caught Alex with brake dust
all over his hands. Figuring
he had been running his hands along the cars, which
aren’t the cleanest autos around, Scott gave Alex a
talking to about touching the cars. Little did he know what our little scientist was up to.
When
asked why he shoved the rocks through the hubcaps into the
brake rotor my little boy responded, “I just wanted to
see what would happen.”
Indeed.
“I
just wanted to see what would happen” is a very popular
answer for Alex. It
was also his answer when I came out of the bathroom the
other day and found him smooshing his brother’s face
down into the mattress.
Ian would pop his head up, big smile on his face,
and Alex would promptly smoosh him back down.
They were both laughing, but I wasn’t happy with
this new game for obvious reasons.
So I picked up Ian and asked Alex “Why are you
doing this?” You know what he said. He found out that he got to go sit in his room for a little
while. I
needed some time to laugh.
Even still, I don’t let them play that game
anymore.
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