These days, the kids have been on a roll when it comes to verbal communication.
This morning, our 4-year old son informed me that I was “spectacled”.
I don’t wear glasses so he was using that term properly, but in a more unorthodox way. His knowledge of that term comes from his obsession with crocodilian species, and the spectacled caiman is one that is spotted.
He was referring to my freckled face.
I can’t complain, though.
When my daughter realized I had freckles, she mistakenly called them “pickles”, and explained that they were, “You Know! The Dots All Over Your Face!” as she poked the air like she was popping balloons with a needle.
Then, there was a HILARIOUS circular conversation between my son, my daughter and me the other day about his puffy coat.
He didn’t want to wear it. There was a reason for it. It was an astonishingly funny and unexpected series of accidental insults and miscommunications. To read that one, go HERE.
Fast forward to tonight.
As I was putting the kids to bed, our 4 year old boy piped up with the statement that he didn’t want to go to college. He’d been told that college wasn’t fun so he had decided he didn’t want to go.
I explained that he didn’t know what college was just yet, so he asked,
“Well, Mom, What IS College?”
So, I tried to put it in the simplest terms.
“Son, you are in pre-school, and your sister was in kinder last year.
You’ll start kindergarten next year.
Then you go to first grade.
Then third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh,
eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh,and twelfth grades!
Then, you go off to college!
It is great fun!
Your daddy and I loved it so much we went to college even after college!”
The kids looked very surprised.
And, then the real questions started. It was tough to keep a straight face- but I did, because the kids were earnest with their genuine questions about college now.
Our daughter asked,
“Mom? Do they let you go to recess every day?”
I told her that they normally did.
And, our son asked, “
“Do they let you bring your toys to school?”
I told him that they did, but I never knew anyone who wanted to bring their toys to class.
And, then our daughter asked,
“Can you sit anywhere you want to at lunch? I mean, can you sit with anyone you want to sit with?”
So, I told her that was one of the best parts of college!
I also explained that many kids couldn’t wait to go to college because they could live in a big building with all of their friends! Everyone has their own room. So,our daughter’s best friend could live across the hall, or our son’s best friend could have a room next door!
The kids looked horrified.
They both yelled, “NOOOOOOO!!!! I want to live with you and daddy! “
I told them they might change their minds one day.
Then, as I was turning out the light and tucking them in, our daughter whispered something to me,
“Mom. I WILL probably get my own apartment when I go to college.
BUT, you can come and visit me anytime.
You can bring anything you want if you want to stay with me. And, you can stay with me anytime.”
I’m not sure how binding that is without credible witnesses.
Her brother doesn’t count as one because he still believes in imaginary creatures and his signature is too shaky to hold up on any affidavits, especially since most of his letters are still backward.
She gave me a big hug and a kiss.
And, I whispered back,
“Thank you, Honey. I will! And, and if you want, I can also be a recess monitor!”
“REALLY, MOM???!!! THAT WOULD BE AWESOME!!!!
COLLEGE IS GOING TO BE SO FUN!!!”
I’m optimistic that she might still feel this way in 12 years.
It could happen, right?
HAVE YOU HAD ANY FUNNY CONVERSATIONS WITH YOUR KIDS LATELY?