Back and Forth
Like most kids her age, 3 year old Ellie loves the phone. Since her daddy works outside the home and her grandparents live far away, she gets lots of practice with the real deal to supplement her regular conversations on toy phones and similarly shaped objects. (The remote control was last year's favorite.)
Last Friday, I accompanied Ellie's preschool class on a field trip to Grant's Farm. Later that afternoon, Ellie talked to my mom about it on the phone.
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"Hi, Gah-mah!" Ellie said.
My mom said hi and asked Ellie what she'd seen at the farm.
"Camel! Eagle. Chickens. Goats. Bye bye!" She waited for my mom to say goodbye, then passed the phone back to me.
My mom nearly cried with happiness. Hi and Bye aren't new additions to Ellie's phone conversations, but they're a little inconsistent, and she didn't used to wait to hear responses, let alone answer questions. This question she answered appropriately, in detail, with no prompting from me (I'm often whispering in her ear, exactly as I should not be).
Instead of a dinner conversation like this:
Mommy: Ellie, what did you see on your field trip today?
Ellie, eating pizza: 'za!
Mommy: Did you see an elephant?
Ellie: Eh'fant. Mo 'za?
I got several real conversations with Ellie where she was able to let me know what she found really interesting. And the camel that came right out into the road with us was far more interesting to her than the elephant. After all, she stayed way over on the other side of her pen and we saw elephants at the zoo just a couple of weeks ago.
I know that people dealing with infertility are annoyed when I complain about my kids keeping me up at night. Similarly, I get frustrated when parents complain about their kids talking too much and asking too many questions. I look forward to feeling that particular frustration.
Cross-posted at Yeah, But Houdini Didn't Have These Hips.
Last Friday, I accompanied Ellie's preschool class on a field trip to Grant's Farm. Later that afternoon, Ellie talked to my mom about it on the phone.
read more
"Hi, Gah-mah!" Ellie said.
My mom said hi and asked Ellie what she'd seen at the farm.
"Camel! Eagle. Chickens. Goats. Bye bye!" She waited for my mom to say goodbye, then passed the phone back to me.
My mom nearly cried with happiness. Hi and Bye aren't new additions to Ellie's phone conversations, but they're a little inconsistent, and she didn't used to wait to hear responses, let alone answer questions. This question she answered appropriately, in detail, with no prompting from me (I'm often whispering in her ear, exactly as I should not be).
Instead of a dinner conversation like this:
Mommy: Ellie, what did you see on your field trip today?
Ellie, eating pizza: 'za!
Mommy: Did you see an elephant?
Ellie: Eh'fant. Mo 'za?
I got several real conversations with Ellie where she was able to let me know what she found really interesting. And the camel that came right out into the road with us was far more interesting to her than the elephant. After all, she stayed way over on the other side of her pen and we saw elephants at the zoo just a couple of weeks ago.
I know that people dealing with infertility are annoyed when I complain about my kids keeping me up at night. Similarly, I get frustrated when parents complain about their kids talking too much and asking too many questions. I look forward to feeling that particular frustration.
Cross-posted at Yeah, But Houdini Didn't Have These Hips.
posted by Sarahlynn at 12:05 AM
2 Comments:
Quote "I get frustrated when parents complain about their kids talking too much and asking too many questions."
I remember feeling that way...LOL
My daughter asked me, "What dat sound?" about a hundred times yesterday (always about the "baa" of a sheep from one of her books with buttons) and I smiled every single time. Perhaps in another year or so it won't be so precious. Perhaps.
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