Remember the 1st time your child come in all dirtied up ?
Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 5:46 pmWell I do , still .
My workshop at the time was in the basement , I went upstairs to raid the fridge , and there ! A pile of mud right in the middle of my kitchen floor . "DO NOT MOVE !!! Let me get the hose !!" .
She had the biggest smile on her face that I ever seen . "So you think its funny huh ?" ... smile turns to giggle on its way to down-right lunatic laughter .... Untill I start laughing with her , I was still not happy with her dirt ... but now I was laughing because of her laughter .
I'm not sure whether it was the next day or not but , there was that pile in the kitchen again !! .... only this time I refused to laugh !! ... Third time ... four ...
"What is wrong with you ? You weird or something ? .... Ok , don't answer that !!! (she's mine , how could she be Un-weird)"
Ah , the things kids teach us sometimes . One day I decided to see what was it she was doing . Well , it turned out , she was giving her doll a bath in a little puddle she had made in the yard . She had learnt .
What happened was , that our neighbours had to leave for a week or so , and asked us to tend to their piglets while they're gone . So , me not knowing anything about piglets , I hosed them down , only to turn my back and they'd run right back in the mud again , and my buddies would have a dose of chuckles from what I was doing -- spending half the day trying to "clean-up" the piglets -- So , naturally , my daughter thought she'd do the same with her doll to get the same results .
See . She was PLAYING . She was NOT getting herself "Muddied-up" . She was doing what kids DO .
In Christ , our Lord
vahn
My workshop at the time was in the basement , I went upstairs to raid the fridge , and there ! A pile of mud right in the middle of my kitchen floor . "DO NOT MOVE !!! Let me get the hose !!" .
She had the biggest smile on her face that I ever seen . "So you think its funny huh ?" ... smile turns to giggle on its way to down-right lunatic laughter .... Untill I start laughing with her , I was still not happy with her dirt ... but now I was laughing because of her laughter .
I'm not sure whether it was the next day or not but , there was that pile in the kitchen again !! .... only this time I refused to laugh !! ... Third time ... four ...
"What is wrong with you ? You weird or something ? .... Ok , don't answer that !!! (she's mine , how could she be Un-weird)"
Ah , the things kids teach us sometimes . One day I decided to see what was it she was doing . Well , it turned out , she was giving her doll a bath in a little puddle she had made in the yard . She had learnt .
What happened was , that our neighbours had to leave for a week or so , and asked us to tend to their piglets while they're gone . So , me not knowing anything about piglets , I hosed them down , only to turn my back and they'd run right back in the mud again , and my buddies would have a dose of chuckles from what I was doing -- spending half the day trying to "clean-up" the piglets -- So , naturally , my daughter thought she'd do the same with her doll to get the same results .
See . She was PLAYING . She was NOT getting herself "Muddied-up" . She was doing what kids DO .
In Christ , our Lord
vahn