Sometimes I get like that. They talk a lot and sometimes...okay, a lot of times I don't really listen. And a lot of times I don't really look at them. I get sucked into my own bubble and what I need to do and their worlds are just their own bubble, sometimes colliding into mine to get me to do something for them and then we all continue on.
This morning I was watching little Andrew eat his cereal. He is two and still learning how to hold a spoon and getting everything in his mouth without spilling. It was the cutest thing, watching him take a bite with his mouth opening as wide as it possibly could to get the spoon and the contents in. And after every bite he would look down at his chair to see everything he spilled and wipe it away with his little chubby hand.
I just sat there staring at him realizing how many mornings I could have watched him do this. But I was too busy being angry for having to be awake, or packing lunches, or changing diapers, or signing homework, or doing dishes. Not that any of those things are bad and they are totally necessary (okay, not the being angry one, but everything else), but why not take a few seconds to notice the kids that I am doing all this work for?
So on that note, I heard a little conversation clip from Matthew (the four year old) the other day. You might enjoy it too. And to help explain a little, since I have gotten glasses a few weeks ago, someone teasingly called me four eyes (or maybe I called myself that, I can't even remember), but I had to then explain to my boys that four eyes is not a nice name and not to call people that.
Okay, so Matthew had two little toys and they were talking.
"Hey, what are you doing?!"
"Just walkin around, you know."
"Well, you should stop."
"No, I don't want to."
"Come back here! Hey! TWO EYES! Come back!"
Me: "Hey Matthew? What are you playing?"
Matthew: "Oh, I'm just playing with these guys."
Me: "Well, why did one of them call the other one two eyes?"
Matthew: "Oh because you told us not to call people four eyes. So since he has two eyes, and not glasses, I am calling him two eyes. Is that a bad word?"
Me: "Uh, I guess not."
I don't know. What do you think? Is 'two eyes' mean?
Okay, go enjoy a kid conversation today.