A few days ago, when Conor and I were out watching Ryan play in the yard Conor shared this little bit of wisdom with me.
"Mom (he said), life just keeps getting easier and easier doesn't it. Until you reach, I don't know, about 25. Then it just gets harder and harder because you have to have a job, and kids and things."
I didn't say anything, knowing he was still working this thought out in his head but pretty sure it had originated with him watching Ryan struggle doing things that are easy for him to do... then he continued...
"But then that's easy for me to say because I really like school, and that's really all that I have to do. Some kids wouldn't even say that if their parents promised them ice cream to say it! You know, because they think school is so hard. Working and kids will be way harder than multiplication, spelling, Spanish and fractions...fractions are way easier than working!"
I am a little worried that Conor thinks life just gets harder with kids, but then maybe he thinks his life has gotten harder since the arrival of Ryan... I'll have to give that one some thought. But I am very thankful that he likes school as much as he does, and that he is so happy he thinks (at least for the next 17 years!) life is just going to get better and better.
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