Kids say funny things, Part 4. Plus, some contemplation

For homeschooling family like ours, it’s year round. One great thing about this schooling mode is its flexibility: one of its worst thing is its flexibility.

Unless you’re a very organized person who can manage your day with strict schedules, activities and lessons can blend into one big blob. Being that organized hurts my brain. There’s learning going on but getting evidence of it is not so straightforward.

So when the kids are having fun playing but two seconds later tell me they’re bored, I get nervous: I wonder if we are wasting time; maybe I’m not doing enough to make their learning broad, stimulating, and wholesome.

I brush off their “bored” comment with a telling them that nothing is boring and, as a matterof fact, it’s good to daydream; stare out the window and wonder why you’re bored. How can you fix this boredom?

I believe what I’m saying but the self-conscious mind goes beserk.

“I’m bored” is a useless thing to say. I mean, you live in a great, big, vast world that you’ve seen none percent of. Even the inside of your own mind is endless, it goes on forever, inwardly, do you understand? The fact that you’re alive is amazing, so you don’t get to say ‘I’m bored.”

– Louis C.K.

Maybe Ellis senses my reoccurring restlessness because she told me that her future plans as a mom doesn’t include homeschool.

Ellis: “Mommy, when I grow up I think I’m going to send my kids to school”

Me: “Why do you say that?”

Ellis: “So I can relax. Then you and me can relax together when the kids are in school. I don’t have to feel far away from you.”

She says random things like that and I wonder what ideas are going through that little mind of hers. But it’s nice to know I’m included in her future relaxation plan. My restlessness is probably palpable to her; I need to relax and believe that learning takes time and patience. It doesn’t happen all in a day. Trust God and let go of the burden.

Car wash assistants

Kids say funny things #2

I’m doing something new on my blog. My first “Kids say funny things” post received many positive comments and views. It may have brought to mind conversations that readers have had with small children or recall things they said themselves as kids.

It was also fun for me to write: great memories to record parts of my kids’ childhood and their growth. This is the second post of “Kids say funny things.” My postings will be spontaneous: you can’t plan when kids will have their adult-like conversations. So stay tuned! Thanks for reading. 🙂

In the car, older brother preps his sister for dance class sounding a bit like me. They whispered as though I couldn’t hear them even though they were only in the back seat of the car. 

Elliot: Ellis, we’re almost here. Promise that you’ll do the class (dance) today. No crying and getting grouchy like last time. Don’t you want to practice for the recital?”

Ellis: “I do,” she says irritated with her brother’s nagging. I didn’t say anything except to remind them that we are one minute away from class. She takes out her annoyance by kicking the back of the driver’s seat with her foot.

Elliot: “That’s not nice. Say ‘sorry.’

Ellis: “Sorry,” she says to no one. 

Elliot: “Don’t just say ok then change your mind when we get there. Like whaa…whaa…whaa…whaa,” he says flicking his wrist back and forth with each “whaa”.

Ellis: “Ugh…I won’t. Okay?” “But you and mommy sit in class with me.”

Elliot: “We will,” he says satisfied with her response. “But remember you promised (to take the class).”

Ellis is worried that she hasn’t lost her first tooth on her 6th birthday:

Ellis: “I’m six years old now, but my tooth is not falling out.”

Mommy: “It won’t fall out right on your birthday.”

Ellis: “But I want it to.”

Mommy: “Why?”

Ellis: “Because I’ll get a gold coin under my pillow or a toyyyyy.”

Mommy: “It will fall out soon, but all your baby teeth haven’t even grown in yet.”

Ellis: “Uh huh, but this one feels itchy” she says totally ignoring my comment.

Mommy: “That’s a good sign. Maybe it will get wiggly soon.”

Ellis: “I’m wiggling it with my tongue right now,” she says mumbling.

Mommy: “What? No you’re not,” I say surprised. 

Ellis: “Yes, I am,” she says with a smirk. 

When I lean in closer to look, she says, “Ok, maybe it’s not.”

She giggles with a shrug and says, ” I’m kidding.”


Kids say funny things

Kids give funny replies to everyday questions with their wild imaginations! I hope the following tidbits make you laugh a little this Monday afternoon.

Recent conversation with Ellis as we’re learning about the heart’s function:

Mommy: “Why does a heart beat?”

Ellis: “Because it’s dancing…la…la…la”

Conversation between siblings after Ellis accidentally overturned a can of sugared fruit bites on the table.

Elliot:” E-lllis, why did you do that??”

Ellis: “Oh, sorry.”

Elliot: “Wait.” (as he looks closely at the mess) “Is that sugar?”

Ellis: “Yea, it is.”

Elliot: “Can I have a taste of it?”

This recent conversation occurred while admiring our new 3-gallon aquarium housing 1 African Clawed frog and new Black Racer Nerite snail. Ribbit, a predatorial frog, was surprisingly co-habitating peacefully with its new tank mate. However, one week later Sticky was nowhere to be found.

Mommy: “Oh my gosh, I think Ribbit ate Sticky (new snail).”

Elliot: “What? He did?”

Mommy: “I can’t believe this. He ate his friend! You don’t eat your friend. You can’t eat your friend!! Ribbit, I’m so mad at you!!”

Ellis: “But he was hugging Sticky the other day.”

All of us were sad and disappointed that our frog will consume anything in its path. It will be lonely by itself. But it was hard to fathom how a small frog could eat the snail shell completely.

The next day while cleaning the tank, Elliot spotted Sticky under the sea anemone accessory. He was hiding on the rubbery bottom part of it.

Elliot: “I found him, I found him. He’s under the sea anemone. Ribbit didn’t eat him.”

Ellis: “I want to see. I want to see.”

Elliot: “Mommy, you better apologize to Ribbit. You hurt his feelings.”

Mommy: “I’m sorry.”

Elliot: “Nooooo, say it like you mean it.”

Mommy: lifting the lid and muttering in a solemn voice, “I’m sorry I falsely accused you of eating Sticky.”

Elliot: “Okay, that’s better.”

This conversation happened 2 years ago with Elliot, but I recall my shock clearly.

Mommy: “The letter ‘c’ is for the word cat…kuh…kuh. What sound does ‘c’make?”

Elliot: “Mee—owww.”

Mommy: speechless

Thinking maybe he misundertood me, I asked a similar question.

Mommy: “‘D’ is for dog….d-uh…d-uh. What sound does ‘d’ make?

Elliot: “Ruff ruff.”

Mommy: speechless.

Decided to let it go and continue with learning sounds before asking specific questions. His answers were funny and alarming to me at the same time. Safe to say we laugh about it now.