Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Over the years I have had quite a few interesting conversations with my preschoolers. I have had a little boy tell me that his daddy smoked cigarettes and his mommy kept asking him to stop but, he said, "Daddy never listens to Mommy and she gets so mad!!" Another one that I remember fondly was a little 3 year old girl I had whose mom was a bit of a control freak. This assertion was confirmed somehow when the little girl said, "My mommy likes to drink drinks with salt on them. She drinks them all gone...then she goes to find daddy."

But I think my all time favorite conversation has been found. I have a little 4 year old girl in my class who is both a space cadet and a firecracker. She wanders off if you are not watching her and makes a mess of all of the materials. She is really Calamity Jane reincarnated. But there is something about her that just appeals to me. I have to drag her screaming and kicking to the time out chair for hitting kids, but then she'll become the sweetest, cuddliest kid I have. You just never know what kind of mood she is going to be in.

Today all of the kids were out on the playground and she had to go into the classroom to use the bathroom. Most of our kids are allowed to reenter the classroom without an adult because they can be trusted to come back outside immediately. This girl cannot be trusted to return, so I had to escort her. While we were inside, she lollygagged and dawdled and my Lead Teacher rang the bell to line the outside kids up and bring them in. The kids have to walk around the building and enter through a hallway door so as not to drag dirt into our room. I have to be the last person to enter the building to confirm that all of the children have made it safely into the building. Only I wasn't outside, I was inside.

So this little girl was washing her hands, destroying the bar of soap and taking forever. I tried to get her to hurry and this is what happened:

Me: Michelle, please hurry up, we need to get outside.

Michelle: But why?

Me: All the kids are lining up.

Michelle: I know. But why do we have to go outside?

Me: Because we have to get in line to come in.

Michelle: But we're already IN.

At this point I didn't even know what to say. Here was my most "out there" child suddenly becoming a brainiac. Her logic just made too much sense. How do you argue with that?

On another note, I have closed my blog to anonymous commenters for the time-being. When I first started blogging, I told myself that if I was going to be so narcissistic as to put my thoughts out into the world, then I would take my lumps when people commented. Lately, however, an anonymous commenter seems to think it is okay to mock and insult me. I don't need that. I know I drive a lot of you crazy by turning the other cheek way too much. And I hear what you are all saying WHEN you say it to try to help, not hurt. But unless you have lived as a pastor's wife, you cannot understand why I always have to at least try to be "meek and mild." My husband is a very public figure in our town. And while his career is HIS career I can greatly influence where he is placed next. Lastly, I spent a lot of my life fighting battles that didn't need to be fought. When I need to rage back, I do. For example, E got punished today for forgetting to put her name on her paper (that subtle punishement). The gloves are off and I'm going in for blood. But not everything in my world has to be an "in your face" type of affair.

I do have boundaries and Anonymous crossed them.

4 comments:

assassin said...

I laugh at the conversation because you know you very well could have been talking to my son. Mr. Literal and Logical. The only child I know who stands on one foot, by, well, standing on that foot with his other foot.
PS, I created an account just to say this, you know.

Mrs.Wino said...

I have worked with little ones for a long time and it is truely funny some of the conversations you can have with them. The image you get of there parents is sometimes so differant. I just love the there stories and discriptions and they pic up on.

Ive been reading your blog for a while and just recently started posting. You are awsome true to yourself preachers wife which you dont find often. Keep it comin.

Beans said...

I have read your blog for a while and enjoy it. I understand why you have to be the meek and mild type of person because I grew up in a similar situation. I had to be the epitome of perfection and it sucked. Anonymous can suck it. Keep on keeping on.

Bubblewench said...

Smart girl! Can't argue with that!

I have stopped anonymous comments as well. Just not worth it.