These are the words of our eldest (who is 4) who then proceeds to count past 10 all the way to 25 before becoming slightly lost and confused. I start making up crazy numbers just to play along “two hundred gazillions and thirty one” this goes back and forth for about 3 mins until we both fall about laughing at the kitchen bench. Our youngest (who is 3) can hear us laughing and comes barreling in from the lounge room not to miss out on this laughter fest going on in the kitchen. “Fifty two badillion” I continue, miss 3 joins in and takes it to another level “twenty dinosaur two” this sets off more fits of laughter and more crazy numbers. This carries on for 5 mins until the ruckus gets that loud that Dear Mum comes in wondering what we are all losing it about. I try to explain but get drowned out by miss 4 “poo poo toilet ten” I crack up laughing. Dear Mum chuckles to herself and walks away.
This is not a rare event in our house. When the girls are a little worked up we try and lighten the mood with silly things like this. It usually works, we can tell within the first 10 seconds wether it will change the mood or push them further the other way. On Tuesday I had a whole conversation with Miss 4 about socks that made no sense what so ever. It didn’t even flow, but we were having fun and following along and that’s all that matters. Having these unique conversations with my two daughters show me just how active their little minds are. I can almost see the cogs turning as they try to come up with the next funny number/object/comment. We are also getting the tall stories at the moment as well. You know the ones, I tackled a dinosaur at school today or there is a monster called George in their wardrobe.
We don’t correct these conversations and say “that’s untrue” as we see it’s their imagination running wild. They are very creative with some of the things they come up with. They have however started to tell untruths when asked specifics about “who did that” or “what happened here”. We always come down to their level and explain why it’s wrong to lie and try to explain the difference. It’s a work in progress. Is this the way to handle it??? Who knows. But they slowly seem to be getting it.
When I’m having a rough day I’ll sometimes think about our nonsense conversations and say a ridiculous number out loud “fifteen poobum ten” and instantly feel better. I even throw it into a convo at work and get a chuckle from my coworkers who also have kids and know exactly where I am in life. So next time your having a tough time, count to 10 but don’t stop there……. After 10 let your imagine run wild, trust me you will instantly feel better!!