I’ve been fascinated recently with the little things that Will notices. We left school the other day and my little black filthy Subaru was parked in front on equally filthy little black Subaru. I said, “Will try and guess which one is ours?” He laughed and said, ‘that’s so easy Mom. Ours has shiny tires and the other one doesn’t.’ I had to look to see what the hell he was talking about. Sure enough, the other Subaru had black rims on their tires, while ours are silver. If you had given me ten minutes, I may have eventually noticed that. MAY.
Last night while we were reading the classic Go Dog Go, which we have read 800 times, he pointed out a number of things that had me shaking my head – like this one.
He says, ‘It’s not fair. The maze is so easy for the big dogs but not for the little one.” When I asked why (because I had no effing idea), he replied, ‘because they can see over the maze to figure it out but the little dog can’t.’ I stared at him and for the millionth time told him how he amazes me.
Look this is not a ‘oh my god my kid is so smart’ post. This is me wondering why, as adults, we can’t slow down to take the time to notice these things. Are our heads too jammed full with years of memories; what the Biebs got arrested for this week; what we’ll cook for dinner or how we’ll pay for university for our kids? Is this why I’m so fascinated that he notices all these little things that fly right over my head?
Are their brains still just open with enough free RAM space to take this all in. I’m wondering because sometimes this kid makes me feel really, really dumb. I’d love to ask my mom if I ever made her feel this way….I’m sensing I know the answer BUT since I can’t ask, I’ll assume that I did!
Do you go through this??
they really do see everything, don’t they? except their socks on the floor…they never see those…