Kids say the darndest things
If I haven't mentioned it before my oldest son, number 1 has an inquisitive mind. I know what you are thinking, most kids are that way. As true as that is, being a mom of 4 wonderfully unique children, and a teacher of 100's of other children, not all kids are inquisitive in a general sense beyond the toddler years.
Number 1 is one of those on a different scale. Now I wouldn't go far as to say above exceptional intelligence, but top tier level indeed. He has a creative mind and is putting the pieces together from the world as we know it. Some days he discusses why the grass is green and the sky blue, other days it is what makes up outer space, and where heaven really is. This discussion typically comes while driving in the car, or heading to bed. They are completely unpredictable but can be traced to a seed that was planted sometime earlier that day or days before be it from a person, TV, or book.
Last Saturday's topic happened to be how babies are born, what a c-section is, and even where exactly babies come out otherwise. Tonight he chose to enlighten me regarding the various colors of the moon, (yellow, red, etc). Both these topics were more inquiry-based than sharing.
Often he communicates the knowledge he has gained rather than asks my opinion. Even more often his statements have affectionately been referred to as Number 1's obvious quote of the day:) One such example would be last weekend while heading to his Tae Kwon Do class he informed me that parents who are from Spain have kids that speak Spanish, and if you didn't have a tongue you couldn't talk. Those are the moments I think what on earth is going on in his brain to say that??
This child also has a tender heart for God. He grasps the fullness of God's word (the Bible) and respects its truth in a way that leaves me in awe. This is not to say he is a perfect child (reread the golf carts post). His ability to rebel has peeked its head out a time or two, but thanks to a discussion with his Tae Kwon Do teacher that seems to be tame again. For the longest time, he would not even call Hell, by its real name. He felt it was so bad a place he could not even utter its real name. Instead, he used the term "ing" when talking about it. Where that term came from I will also never comprehend.
As I was saying good night, and we finished reading from the Children's version of "The Book" Bible, he asked when was the first Christmas. I reminded him it was of course the birth of Jesus, hence the reason for the season. "Oh, I knew," he said. He then added, "yes, like Easter is to celebrate his coming back from the dead."
Number 1 is one of those on a different scale. Now I wouldn't go far as to say above exceptional intelligence, but top tier level indeed. He has a creative mind and is putting the pieces together from the world as we know it. Some days he discusses why the grass is green and the sky blue, other days it is what makes up outer space, and where heaven really is. This discussion typically comes while driving in the car, or heading to bed. They are completely unpredictable but can be traced to a seed that was planted sometime earlier that day or days before be it from a person, TV, or book.
Last Saturday's topic happened to be how babies are born, what a c-section is, and even where exactly babies come out otherwise. Tonight he chose to enlighten me regarding the various colors of the moon, (yellow, red, etc). Both these topics were more inquiry-based than sharing.
Often he communicates the knowledge he has gained rather than asks my opinion. Even more often his statements have affectionately been referred to as Number 1's obvious quote of the day:) One such example would be last weekend while heading to his Tae Kwon Do class he informed me that parents who are from Spain have kids that speak Spanish, and if you didn't have a tongue you couldn't talk. Those are the moments I think what on earth is going on in his brain to say that??
This child also has a tender heart for God. He grasps the fullness of God's word (the Bible) and respects its truth in a way that leaves me in awe. This is not to say he is a perfect child (reread the golf carts post). His ability to rebel has peeked its head out a time or two, but thanks to a discussion with his Tae Kwon Do teacher that seems to be tame again. For the longest time, he would not even call Hell, by its real name. He felt it was so bad a place he could not even utter its real name. Instead, he used the term "ing" when talking about it. Where that term came from I will also never comprehend.
As I was saying good night, and we finished reading from the Children's version of "The Book" Bible, he asked when was the first Christmas. I reminded him it was of course the birth of Jesus, hence the reason for the season. "Oh, I knew," he said. He then added, "yes, like Easter is to celebrate his coming back from the dead."
Yep, you got it.
We then prayed together, hugged, and kissed his head. As I walk away, I am all too aware how much I am going to miss this stuff!!!
We then prayed together, hugged, and kissed his head. As I walk away, I am all too aware how much I am going to miss this stuff!!!
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