How is it, that a four year old can make me feel like one of the dumbest people around?
I was running errands the other day with the princess and she was pretty much chattering non-stop in the back seat. Her chattering consists mostly of questions, and her questions are of the inane, pointless, makes no sense, variety. So I find myself saying, “I don’t know” a lot.
She also likes to play whatever game on the computer that her brothers are playing. Of course, they are games that I’m not interested in, so I have no idea how to play them, and either does the princess, for the most part. Every time she asks me how to do something in the game, I have to say, “I don’t know.” Let me tell you, after spending half the day saying “I don’t know” and the other half saying, “What?” because I can’t understand her, or I have no idea what she is talking about, I’m left in a near constant state of befuddlement, and I’m really starting to feel like I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed.
It’s moments like these, when I think I’m going to lose my mind because I’ve been talking to a 4 year old all day, and I’m really starting to think my intelligence level has dropped below hers, that I try and take a step back, and realize just how lucky I really am. I get to stay home all day with her, and I get to hear all her inane questions, and not a babysitter. I get to be the one that she comes to when she wants to know why the mountains are over there, and not over here, or why chips come in a bag. I get to be the one that listens to her count out the 5 things she wants for lunch every day. Being a stay at home mom isn’t always the easiest, most exciting job, but it’s the most important one that I will ever have and one that I treasure and wouldn’t give up for anything.
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