My mom has said in the past, “I hope you have a child just
like you.” Well, I didn’t have to have a girl to find out how prophetic she was. Kaden has already started being bossy, acting
like a know it all, getting into trouble, and yet at the same time being
utterly adorable. I know I did some
gross things and loved being an outside kid.
However, on this side of childhood, I find what they do disgusting.
Last Tuesday, Kaden started telling me about how much fun he had on the playground with Noah and Gabe. He said they were playing in the water fall and splashing it down the slide. I listened and said, “Oh, that sounds like fun. You all have a great imagination.” As to which I got the response, “It was for real mom, that’s how I got my shirt all wet and dirty.”
What? Okay tell me more, because I know there is not a water fall on the playground. He further explained that they were filling their sweet little cheeks with water from the water fountain, running across the playground and spitting it out on the slide. Fadi and I told him that was not such a good idea and that next time he should not participate. He said, “Oh, I didn’t do it. I just stayed by the slide. Just Noah and Gabe did it.” We said well, you still shouldn’t do that because it’s messy, and someone could get hurt or choke. End of conversation.
On Wednesday, I asked him if he was getting water and spitting it out that day and he smiled with a halfcocked head and said yes. We talked again about not doing that and how we should just play on the playground like it was intended to be used. Again, I got the, “Oh, it wasn’t really me, I just watched” answer. I probed deeper. “Well, why did you just stand by the slide, were you watching for the teachers so you didn’t get in trouble?” The answer it one I was not prepared for, “No, I stayed there and drank the water off the slide that they were spitting.” WHAT, WHAT, GROSS, GERMY, GROSS, SPIT FROM ON THE SLIDE!!!
Last Tuesday, Kaden started telling me about how much fun he had on the playground with Noah and Gabe. He said they were playing in the water fall and splashing it down the slide. I listened and said, “Oh, that sounds like fun. You all have a great imagination.” As to which I got the response, “It was for real mom, that’s how I got my shirt all wet and dirty.”
What? Okay tell me more, because I know there is not a water fall on the playground. He further explained that they were filling their sweet little cheeks with water from the water fountain, running across the playground and spitting it out on the slide. Fadi and I told him that was not such a good idea and that next time he should not participate. He said, “Oh, I didn’t do it. I just stayed by the slide. Just Noah and Gabe did it.” We said well, you still shouldn’t do that because it’s messy, and someone could get hurt or choke. End of conversation.
On Wednesday, I asked him if he was getting water and spitting it out that day and he smiled with a halfcocked head and said yes. We talked again about not doing that and how we should just play on the playground like it was intended to be used. Again, I got the, “Oh, it wasn’t really me, I just watched” answer. I probed deeper. “Well, why did you just stand by the slide, were you watching for the teachers so you didn’t get in trouble?” The answer it one I was not prepared for, “No, I stayed there and drank the water off the slide that they were spitting.” WHAT, WHAT, GROSS, GERMY, GROSS, SPIT FROM ON THE SLIDE!!!
“Yeah mom, that’s why my shirt got dirty.” Next, we discussed germs and other things we
could get sick from. Fun times.

