And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. ~ Kahlil Gibran

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

I Must Be Extraordinarily Stupid....

Nothing, and I mean nothing, makes me feel quite so dumb as not being able to figure out the rules of whatever game Little Sprout wants me to play with her. I mean, it is logical to me that when she brings her pop-beads out to me that she wants me to put them together.

Imagine my confusion when this causes her to scream at the top of her lungs and cry like I just beat her.

When she brings me her little stack toys, I expect that she wants me to stack them.

Nope, wrong again.

It reminds me of the days when my Bro made us play board games until he decided that he had won.

It is going to be a long few years until she grows out of this.


Kati said...

Yikes!!! I'm sorry she's being so impossible to understand at this point. Should I start wishing for you that she starts talking coherantly soon??? Or, would that be a bad thing???? (With Tay it was a bad thing because once she started talking..... Well, she hasn't shut up since. She even talks in her sleep.)

Whatever.... I wish this stage passes quickly for you both.

brad said...

At our daughter's recent bday party, one of the games we played was "Going on a Picnic". In this game the leader makes up a rule about what goes and what doesn't. Everyone else has to pick things to take on a picnic and try to figure out and guess the rule.

After a most of the girls had a turn, everyone was getting tired of it and wanted to move on, but we wanted to give everyone a chance to be the leader. When we came to the last girl, I suggested that she come up with a simple rule because of the boredom issue.

After going around and around and only coming up with a few things and a few of the girls wandering in and out of the room (did I mention they were bored of it?), we finally gave in and asked her what the rule was. Remember, I asked her to keep it simple? She said the rule was "things that have double letters". That apparently was simple to her, but we couldn't see the connection between blueberries, umbrella, and beach ball, which were the only things we could take on her picnic.

I hope you were amused by this lonnng comment.

barefoot gardener said...

I actually think it is pretty funny how mad she gets at me for not understanding. I figure this will be her motivation for developing good language skills. As you know, that is a double edged sword. Big Sprout has also been talking non-stop since her first word, and sometimes silence is my fondest wish!

I think that IS a cute story. I love the way what is so obvious to some of us is really out there to others. Mostly, I had to giggle about the girls wandering away from the game. I remember one year spending hours planning games for one of Big Sprout's parties and then having all the kids decide that they just wanted to play "pretend" the whole got me off the hook for leading all the games, but I did feel a little let down that they didn't appreciate all my hard work.