Listening to: Goofy Movie
Mood: Content
So I’m having one of those quirky moments in the universe where I have some time to sit and write while both my kids are awake, but quiet and occupied.
I was on the phone with my mom the other day when I walked next to my TV. I noticed that there were a lot of little white dots all over my TV stand and TV. As I explored, I discovered the salt shaker next to the TV. I asked my eldest daughter why I found salt all over the television. Of course she had no idea why. *Sigh* I thought we had conquered the obsession with the salt shaker and shaking salt all over, but at 4.5, my daughter does not possess enough concentration to remember that salt is for food.
Another example of this happened last weekend. We were visiting my sister in law and her family up in Connecticut. My daughter and her younger cousin were playing in the adult’s bedroom. My sister in law had left the iron on the floor and it was on. My daughter ended up grabbing it. On purpose. When I asked her why she grabbed the iron, she replied that she was curious. Now, we have an iron at home. We have had many, many chats as to how the iron is super hot and how she should never touch it. I felt terrible because she burned her hand, but absolutely amazed at how curiosity could circumvent both knowledge and the survival instinct.
It simply does not occur to my diva girl that just because she hid her milk cup and can’t find it, again, that the universe has not swallowed it up, along with all the rest of the milk in the world. So she panics. Sometimes it’s fun living with a ditzy diva. Life is never boring, she has a fantastic imagination, she cares a lot for others. On the other hand, it’s exhausting to have to think for her most of the time.
Becky
