Tuesday, May 8, 2007

You Mean He Knows What He's Doing?

Sam and Jack take swim lessons every week with Alex. And every week while they're at swim class Quinn and I go to the grocery store while they're swimming. And every week after swim class we drive by a playground just down the street from the swim center. And every week Sam asks if we can play there. And, because it's lunch time, every week we tell him that we're going to try to remember to bring him another day to play. And every week we forget.

Until this week.

My kids staged a mini-rebellion today and demanded that I take them to a park. Remembering (finally), I agreed and decided to take them to the much coveted park near the swim center. When I told Sam I expected his eyes to widen with joy and for him to say something along the lines of, "That's just the park I wanted to go to!"

But he didn't. In fact, he was remarkably unexcited considering that he's been wanting to go there for nearly two years. What I got instead of kudos, love, and joy, was questions. Lots and lots of questions. At first he thought we were going to the swim center. Then he thought we were going to the outdoor pool at the swim center. Then he asked about 15 times if we were driving past the swim center. And if it was the this. And if it was the that. And blah, de blah, de blah, de blah, blech.

And I am trying to hard to to explain that we are going to the park. The one near the swim center. The one we drive past every week. The one he wants to go to so badly. The park, Sam. The park, Sam. The. God. Damn. Park. Sam.

So we're driving and when I turn onto the road leading to the swim center, Sam suddenly exclaims, "Oh, I know what park we're going to. And I was all 'Are we going past the swim place? Are we going past the swim place? Are we going past the swim place?' and you kept saying, 'No, we're going to the park. No, we're going to the park. No, we're going to the park.'"

And all I could think was, "Seriously? You're aware that you've been asking the same question over and over? And you were aware that I was answering the question the same way every time, yet you continued?"

I wish I could live in his brain for just one day to see what it's like in there, because I'm pretty sure it's awesome, full of joy and confusion and curiosity and persistence. And stories about pirates. I'm certain there are a lot of stories about pirates in there.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Thanks for commenting! May you be visited by unicorns and kittens.