I was reading a magazine last night while Blane sat next to me in the chair. He is such an amusing little boy. For one thing, his three year old little mind seems to travel in loops, asking the same questions again and again until he gets the reponse he wants. Last night, he was focused on the physics of a basketball going through a hoop.
He cupped his hands together. "Can you play basketball like this?"
I had heard this particular loop of the tape many times before. He was asking me if a ball could pass through a net that is closed at the bottom. "No, " I said.
Then he made a ring out of his hand. "You can play basketball like this, Mom?"
"Yes, Blane."
This repeated for a minute or two. In between pauses, I read.
Then he decided to put all the blown up balloons from the birthday party on the couch, climbed up there and danced around so they all went flying. I told him he couldn't stand on the couch. So he moved the operation to the floor and spent the next 10 minutes gathering them up and kicking them around, with admonitions to me to watch what he could do. And I did.
I don't know why three year old pass though this stage of questions and endless repitition (well, I guess I do--they are finding out about their world). But, remembering how fleeting this time is (see the last post), I know someday I will miss these innocent days. I'm already doing that with Zac and Seth--and they aren't even that old!
He cupped his hands together. "Can you play basketball like this?"
I had heard this particular loop of the tape many times before. He was asking me if a ball could pass through a net that is closed at the bottom. "No, " I said.
Then he made a ring out of his hand. "You can play basketball like this, Mom?"
"Yes, Blane."
This repeated for a minute or two. In between pauses, I read.
Then he decided to put all the blown up balloons from the birthday party on the couch, climbed up there and danced around so they all went flying. I told him he couldn't stand on the couch. So he moved the operation to the floor and spent the next 10 minutes gathering them up and kicking them around, with admonitions to me to watch what he could do. And I did.
I don't know why three year old pass though this stage of questions and endless repitition (well, I guess I do--they are finding out about their world). But, remembering how fleeting this time is (see the last post), I know someday I will miss these innocent days. I'm already doing that with Zac and Seth--and they aren't even that old!
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