My kids are great (ok, I might be a bit biased here). They’re both very smart, and funny, and all that good stuff.
But one thing my kids have never been great at is looking for stuff. For example, you could send my son into an empty room containing just one toy, and he would have trouble finding that one toy. Keep in mind, this is the same kid who can do a math problem in his head that would require me to use pencil and paper . . . and a calculator.
I’m a little better at finding stuff, but I do have my moments. Just a week ago, I spent about 10 minutes looking for some papers that I was holding under my arm.
My daughter falls somewhere in between. For example, while visiting at her grandmother’s one time, my grandmother and niece were having ice cream. They invited my daughter to get a bowl.
My daughter walks to the cabinet, stares for minute, and pulls down a bowl big enough to contain the participants of a hot tub party – along with the hot tub.
“What are you doing?” my niece asked.
“I’m getting a bowl of ice cream,” my daughter replied.
“But why do you have such a big bowl?” my niece laughed.
“That was the only one I could find,” was my daughter’s answer.
My niece then walked to the cabinet, and counted twenty-two smaller bowls. “What are you talking about? There are twenty-two bowls here!” she asked, still laughing.
Now, every time they get together and there’s food involved, my niece makes sure to serve it in the biggest bowl she can find.
I think it’s funny too. Now, if I can just find my pen . . .