How are the pet rats?
Well, in a word, they're dead. So I guess you could say they're not doing very well.
Not my pet rats, another bloggers, I like her confidence, "I guess you could say. . ."
Saturday, May 9, 2009
20 Minutes of Solid Curiosity or A new language boom I'm not so fond of!
What's this?
A parking lot.
Why's it a parking lot?
So people can park here.
Why do they park here?
To go to the store.
This store?
Yes.
Do you like this store?
Well, . . . we get stuff here.
What are we getting?
Ugh, pictures for Mother's Day and maybe some food.
What pictures?
The pictures you just saw on the computer at home, the ones you picked out (that we just discussed going and getting here at this store in this parking lot five minutes ago at home before setting out to this exact thing).
Can I ride on the bottom?
That's fine.
I'm hungry.
We're getting food soon.
Can we go over there?
No we're going to get the pictures.
Can I get a book?
No, we're not getting any books today but after we drop off the pictures you can look at one while you're in the cart.
What's that?
Nail polish.
What's it for?
For your nails, like on momma's toes.
What color is it?
I don't know, Tuscan something, like a pink red.
Is it cool?
Yes.
I'm hungry.
We're getting food soon.
Why's that sign green?
Because that's the color they picked?
Who?
The people who made the sign.
When is N. and F. coming over?
Later, maybe.
Can we go to their house?
Maybe.
Can I ride my bike over there?
Yes, if we go.
Where's papa?
In the cities.
What's the cities?
A town, like where auntie lives, it's kinda far but not too far.
Why's he in the cities?
To look at a van.
What van?
A new van, he might buy it.
What van?
A van.
Our van?
No a new van.
Why?
He might buy it.
What van?
A VAN, I DON'T KNOW. (Desperately), what van do you think?
What van?
I'm hungry.
You are eating (at this very moment) a pretzel.
I'm hungry.
You have food.
Can I have a snack?
You're eating a snack right now, and dinner as soon as we get home.
I'm thirsty.
I don't have anything right now, when we get home.
Can we watch a movie and have N. and F. over? And have popcorn?
I don't know, maybe, we'll see.
I used to think unbridled curiosity is a wonderful thing, and parent's should stop getting so frustrated with their curious little ones and answer their questions. But there is no answer. The questions do not end. They are unanswerable. I think it is the forming of the questions that is the learning not the answers so much, I hope. Because if you thought this was long, try being there for it!
Then I get home.
What's for dinner, hun?
I don't know, quesadilla's.
No, I don't feel like that, what else?
I don't know.
Do you mind if I go fishing on May 15th? Is there anything going on then?
I don't know, look at the calendar.
What's on the calendar?
Nothing that weekend.
What are you doing tomorrow?
Garden stuff.
How long are you going to be?
1 or 2, hopefully sooner.
Which picture do you like?
Pick one, did you not just hear me complain about the 20 minutes of questions I just endured. Now you're doing it too, pick one.
Ok. Can you mail them?
Yes, fine.
Do you have an envelop?
Right there, by your head.
(Are you kidding me!)
A parking lot.
Why's it a parking lot?
So people can park here.
Why do they park here?
To go to the store.
This store?
Yes.
Do you like this store?
Well, . . . we get stuff here.
What are we getting?
Ugh, pictures for Mother's Day and maybe some food.
What pictures?
The pictures you just saw on the computer at home, the ones you picked out (that we just discussed going and getting here at this store in this parking lot five minutes ago at home before setting out to this exact thing).
Can I ride on the bottom?
That's fine.
I'm hungry.
We're getting food soon.
Can we go over there?
No we're going to get the pictures.
Can I get a book?
No, we're not getting any books today but after we drop off the pictures you can look at one while you're in the cart.
What's that?
Nail polish.
What's it for?
For your nails, like on momma's toes.
What color is it?
I don't know, Tuscan something, like a pink red.
Is it cool?
Yes.
I'm hungry.
We're getting food soon.
Why's that sign green?
Because that's the color they picked?
Who?
The people who made the sign.
When is N. and F. coming over?
Later, maybe.
Can we go to their house?
Maybe.
Can I ride my bike over there?
Yes, if we go.
Where's papa?
In the cities.
What's the cities?
A town, like where auntie lives, it's kinda far but not too far.
Why's he in the cities?
To look at a van.
What van?
A new van, he might buy it.
What van?
A van.
Our van?
No a new van.
Why?
He might buy it.
What van?
A VAN, I DON'T KNOW. (Desperately), what van do you think?
What van?
I'm hungry.
You are eating (at this very moment) a pretzel.
I'm hungry.
You have food.
Can I have a snack?
You're eating a snack right now, and dinner as soon as we get home.
I'm thirsty.
I don't have anything right now, when we get home.
Can we watch a movie and have N. and F. over? And have popcorn?
I don't know, maybe, we'll see.
I used to think unbridled curiosity is a wonderful thing, and parent's should stop getting so frustrated with their curious little ones and answer their questions. But there is no answer. The questions do not end. They are unanswerable. I think it is the forming of the questions that is the learning not the answers so much, I hope. Because if you thought this was long, try being there for it!
Then I get home.
What's for dinner, hun?
I don't know, quesadilla's.
No, I don't feel like that, what else?
I don't know.
Do you mind if I go fishing on May 15th? Is there anything going on then?
I don't know, look at the calendar.
What's on the calendar?
Nothing that weekend.
What are you doing tomorrow?
Garden stuff.
How long are you going to be?
1 or 2, hopefully sooner.
Which picture do you like?
Pick one, did you not just hear me complain about the 20 minutes of questions I just endured. Now you're doing it too, pick one.
Ok. Can you mail them?
Yes, fine.
Do you have an envelop?
Right there, by your head.
(Are you kidding me!)
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