Who is Watching What?

My children never fail to amaze me or to make me wonder.

This particular year, I decided to live in Tampa, Florida.

When moving to a new place, you will inevitably meet new people. On this note, I did not wait for a neighbor to come welcome me. I trotted over to introduce myself and my children. I knocked on the door and this guy opened it, but hesitated to speak. With a huge smile, I introduced myself as being the new neighbor. They guy opened his mouth, again, he hesitated, and finally, he got the word hello out. I then realized that he was a person that stuttered.

While sharpening up on my skills in patience and in listening, my then 1 year old younger son and my then 2 years old younger daughter, was looking and listening with amazement as this guy struggled to form his words.

After leaving the neighbors yard,  I put the kids in the car for a trip to the grocery store. I could hear my son and daughter having their usual toddler conversation in the back seat.. This time, it was a bit different. My son was asking his sister a question, but he said it like this, "Ca ca ca can I I ha ha ave i i it?".  I then realized that he was imitating the neighbor's stuttering!

Believe it or not, children pay more attention to what is happening than you would possibly think.

Can I Go, Too?

I have always thought that it was cute that whenever I would grab my purse or pickup the keys to the car, my children would all in unison ask, "Can I Go, Too?".

On this particular day, my two younger children had run back and forth in the hallway for 2 consecutive hours. ( Oh, did I mention that they'd been diagnosed with ADHD and at the time they were 3 and 4 years old). Well needless to say, I was at wits end in trying to come up with a solution to keep them busy while I cooked.

After a few failed tries at getting my younger son and my younger daughter to play a board game,  I resorted to walking into the bathroom located in my bedroom, simply, to catch my breath.  With the light off, I leaned over the sink counter and proceeded to utter, "I'm about to go insane!".  Then, to my surprise, I heard my son's little voice asking, "Can I go, too?"  I turned around, forgetting about my dispair, and laughed, and then bent to hug him.