To spend each day with this little imagination is a pleasure
and sometimes a laugh-until-I-cry…or pee…JOY!
However, with this newly developing independence comes a big
ol’ bag labeled “My Ideas”. Mom’s cool factor has already begun to fade…yes, I
even get an occasional eye roll. Yesterday was a “Whatever” like he’d said it a
thousand times.
Oh, no you didn’t!
Because the only thing certain in parenting is change, I’m
rolling with it and…like a bad pair of discount store thongs (and I’m not
talking flip flops)…adjusting as needed.
Craft time is a standard part of our day. Routinely, the bin
emerges from the closet and we create something exciting together.
Yesterday was different; he surveyed the spread, cordially
declined, and scooted outside, with his bucket in hand.
Oh, no you didn’t!
I’ll admit, to say I was a deflated is an understatement.
But I made the appropriate adjustment to my big girl
panties, grabbed my Sharpies and glitter (which he refused to let me use…rude),
and quickly followed.
I was instructed to gather rocks and place them in the
wagon.
Bossy! Or Assertive?
Either way, I wonder where he gets it? Hmmmmmm?
When he was pleased with the haul, I was commissioned to
draw.
I asked, ”What would
you like?”
Emphatically, he answered, “Car, truck, and trailer.”
Duh, Mom…look alive!
With an educational twist…because I can’t turn it off…here
is the result.
We selected ten rocks with the smoothest surfaces. My poor Sharpies would be a mangled mess if used on a few of those loofas.
Before he would put them in numerical order, he had to sort
them by color.
Again, I wonder where he gets it? Hmmmmm?
After about thirty minutes, from start to finish…
Overall, rolling with it was a super duper success and
another excellent life lesson for me.
Now, how can I use all this glitter? J
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