Proud to be an American
As my husband and I drove my two oldest children to Open House an interesting conversation was heard.
#1, "I'm glad to live in America, in this State, and in the country (vs city)."
Dad, "Why?"
#1, "We speak English, not uno dos tres."
#1 to his sister, "#2 do you know what language I just spoke?"
#2, silence and blank stare.
Mommy, " Spanish."
#1, "In America we have cool stuff, like DSI, radios, and soda, you know the good stuff." Mommy, glad to be sitting in the front seat smiling to self, "Other countries have those things too #1."
#1, "Oh, well it just is good to live in America."
Mommy, "You are right, #1."
This conversation reminds me of another one on a similar theme. Some friends of ours came to the house to have dinner. As it was being assembled everyone did as they normally do, gather in the kitchen. #1 being the child who needs to share his wisdom with others decided to talk it took every fiber in my being to not die laughing. In a small pause in conversation, he proclaims, "I know 4 languages." My husband gives me a questioning glance of which I shrug my shoulders to say Lord only knows this one. Intrigued we all turn to listen.
#1, "American (English is what he means), Spanish, uno dos tres quatro cinco. English, nibbles (we have family from England nibbles mean snack). And sign language." He then gestures to say come here. At that point, one of our friends and my husband walked out of the room trying but failing to contain their laughter. The other friend and I remained and made some remarks to pacify him but did not burst out laughing either. He eventually walks out of the room. We all share a moment with this and I imagine will never forget it.
That child has figured out how to push my buttons lately but geez he has left me with many moments like this that just have to be shared.
#1, "I'm glad to live in America, in this State, and in the country (vs city)."
Dad, "Why?"
#1, "We speak English, not uno dos tres."
#1 to his sister, "#2 do you know what language I just spoke?"
#2, silence and blank stare.
Mommy, " Spanish."
#1, "In America we have cool stuff, like DSI, radios, and soda, you know the good stuff." Mommy, glad to be sitting in the front seat smiling to self, "Other countries have those things too #1."
#1, "Oh, well it just is good to live in America."
Mommy, "You are right, #1."
This conversation reminds me of another one on a similar theme. Some friends of ours came to the house to have dinner. As it was being assembled everyone did as they normally do, gather in the kitchen. #1 being the child who needs to share his wisdom with others decided to talk it took every fiber in my being to not die laughing. In a small pause in conversation, he proclaims, "I know 4 languages." My husband gives me a questioning glance of which I shrug my shoulders to say Lord only knows this one. Intrigued we all turn to listen.
#1, "American (English is what he means), Spanish, uno dos tres quatro cinco. English, nibbles (we have family from England nibbles mean snack). And sign language." He then gestures to say come here. At that point, one of our friends and my husband walked out of the room trying but failing to contain their laughter. The other friend and I remained and made some remarks to pacify him but did not burst out laughing either. He eventually walks out of the room. We all share a moment with this and I imagine will never forget it.
That child has figured out how to push my buttons lately but geez he has left me with many moments like this that just have to be shared.
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