Mad Luck

Hans is ridiculously messy at the kitchen table. Actually, we never had a kitchen table until recently. Prior to that, all meals were at the dining table. When we got the floor done a year and a few months ago, I couldn't imagine it getting destroyed by food droppings! So, I got a kitchen table. Now, all our meals are eaten in the kitchen. The dining table is reserved for guests and special occasions.

‎Today, as Hans dropped some chicken on the kitchen floor, I remarked in exasperation: "You are so lucky you don't get the mad Dad or the mad Mom!" Poor ASid! We were always mad at him when he dropped food on the floor or spilled some drink at a meal!

I still remember the look on little ASid's face as he waited for his Mom to do an emotional monologue about how she has to clean up after him every day! OR he waited for his Dad to lecture him about how he never had his own Mom clean up after him! ASid was lucky to have a Mom who does that for him and then Craigley would proceed to lecture me on how I must let ASid clean up his messes so he learns to not create those messes in the first place.

I think we went through that phase through JK; ASid's 4th year on this planet. Then, I stopped getting upset. I started looking at messes made by ASid as opportunities to clean up! Why get mad, get mopping!

Talking to Hans brought back those memories. So, I reiterated that he is lucky to not get those mad parents. Hans looked at me and remarked, "But I get the mad ASid!"

‎Hans has to have the final word.‎ However, he is right. ASid is like a "mini me" on occasion and sometimes, he is like a mini Craigley! Craigley, at times, wonders if he really sounds like that when ASid takes it upon himself to give a lecture to Hans.

So, the cycle of madness continues. There are times parents see a reflection of themselves in their children and their behaviour. What I see reflected in my children is not so bad. I have taken a step back and tried to be a better parent. I am hoping they do the same and are better than their parents!

 

I'd rather die...

Yesterday, a second note came home from Hans' teacher indicating that a classmate has been found with lice and that parents should check their respective children's hair! To be honest, I didn't pay much attention to the first note; however, this is the second note and I got concerned. I talked about it with Hans and let him know that I will be checking his hair thoroughly to make sure he doesn't have any lice! Hans was dismayed. He thought mosquitoes are the only creatures to bite him and make his life miserable‎; now, there are more?! He solemnly declared that he'd rather live on Earth 2. Hans recently discovered “Earth 2” on a TV series, “The Flash”! I told him that we do not have all details on “Earth 2” to know for sure if mosquitoes and lice exist there. Hans started thinking and I thought that was the end of that!

It is never ‎really the end with Hans. Conversations get picked up several days later; in this case, mere hours later! Hans declared before bedtime that he'd rather die and go to Heaven than live like this on Earth! Hans felt that in Heaven he will not be bugged by bugs. I told him that Heaven is a concept. He was like what? So, I let him know that Heaven may or may not exist depending on whom he asks. Some might say that he has to lead the best life possible if he wants to go to Heaven. Otherwise, there is the possibility of Hell. Hans was like what? Did he just hear his Momley say Hell?!

Yes I did and then I felt bad. I told Hans to enjoy his Life and not worry about little bugs. I also told him that Heaven and Hell are on Earth. They are like rewards and punishments.

Hans just looked at me and said something like this:

OK! I won't die! I just wish I get electrocuted!

It is great when a kid doesn't give up on his escape plans from bugs.

Note: Only imagination ran amok; no kid was harmed in the above narrative!