I was in D.C. for President Obama's Inauguration last week and was gone four days. When I returned home, none of the boys knew how to handle their strong feelings. Max gave me the cold shoulder, and Oliver and Wesley grabbed scissors and cut holes in a pillowcase, a comforter, and Max's clothes (while he was wearing them). I didn't really mind -- I understand the impulse to be destructive when someone you love isn't there when you want them to be.
But it raised the question, "What is good for cutting?" Early this morning, Oliver got his red scissors and sat on my lap. We talked for a very long time, and it went something like this.
Oliver (O): No cutting your chair, mommy?
Mommy (M): No cutting the chair.
O: No cutting the pillow?
M: No cutting the pillow.
O: No cutting the blanket. No cutting my feet. No cutting my toes. Only cut the paper.
M: Yes, only cut the paper.
O: No cutting my hair. Only cut the paper. No cutting the cup. No cutting my mouth. Only cutting the paper, mommy?
M: Yes, only cut the paper.
O: No cutting the alligator on my jammies. No cutting the ladybug on my jammies. No cutting my jammies.
M: Right, don't cut your jammies.
O: Only cut the paper, mommy?
M: Yes, Oliver, only cut the paper.
O: Oliver only cuts paper.
I'll bet you $10 he cuts something forbidden by the end of the day.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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3 comments:
Pay up. He tried to cut the race car off his pajama bottoms.
Hey - this is not related to the point of your post in any significant way, but can I pass on a tip about cutting skills from when my daughter's were in preschool? Their teacher suggested collecting all those annoying advertising postcards that fall out of magazines, and keeping them in a basket with kid scissors for cutting skills practice. They really are a great size and weight for the kids to practice on.
That's a great idea!
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