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Saturday, November 21, 2009

Obnoxious Bragging

I know.



It's obnoxious when people brag about their children.



So, I try not to do it often.



I don't like the eyerolls.



And, I also try not to do it because my kids are so different and one of them struggles with the things that he "should" be able to do at his age.



So, sometimes, we downplay his brother's abilities.



Not to him- we let him know how proud we are of him.



We just don't shout it to the rooftops. I know how much it hurts me to hear what other kids can do when my own is struggling. My heart, it literally hurts.



But, seriously, do you know what Monkey, my 4 year-old, is doing right now?



He's sitting beside me, putting together a 1,000 piece puzzle.



A HARD 1,000 piece puzzle: it's of a bunch of postcards that are lying haphazardedly ontop of each other. It would frustrated the crap out of me.



And he's making amazing progress with it.



He's a smart little thing.



Though, if someone asks him a question that he feels is beneath him, if he senses that he is being treated like he is, in fact, 4, he will purposely give you the wrong answer or tell you that he doesn't know and then smirk.



WHAT am I going to do with this child when he is in school next year?

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13 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

That is impressive! Sounds like he has a great sense of humor too. Never worry about bragging about your kids, especially in your own blog - that's what it's for. :)

Happy SITS Saturday Sharefest. I like your blog (esp. the background!) am now following and looking forward to reading more.

November 21, 2009 at 9:06 AM  
Blogger 2Wired2Tired said...

Back again to sign in with the right account. Sorry about that.

November 21, 2009 at 9:07 AM  
Blogger Evonne said...

Way to go Monkey!

My son is the same way with giving a wrong answer on purpose and then smirking. It should be interesting to see how he is in school next year, too.

November 21, 2009 at 10:39 AM  
Blogger Lisa said...

YOu go Monkey!!

This blog will be full of all kinds of laughs and thoughts when he starts school....not that it isn't already!

November 21, 2009 at 11:29 AM  
Blogger adrienzgirl said...

Awesome!

My little samrtass will ask you some obscure science factoid, and when you tell him you don't know, he will let you know the answer is in his 2nd grade science book. Oh, and you can borrow it if you need to brush up on your science facts!

November 21, 2009 at 11:58 AM  
Blogger Chief said...

I am thinking about the teen years with this kid...maybe that's because I have a teenage boy just like him

November 21, 2009 at 12:48 PM  
Blogger The Mommyologist said...

Your son sounds like a character! Too cute! And I hear ya' on the school thing...I'll be lucky if I don't wind up in prison someday after my son goes to Kindergarden!

November 21, 2009 at 1:34 PM  
Blogger Shell said...

I've already made peace with the fact that my boys' teachers will hate me. Because I will be in there all the time, making sure that their needs are being met. I will become the parent that I used to hate when I was a teacher. Poetic justice, I guess.

The thought of him as a teenager is frightening.

November 21, 2009 at 2:11 PM  
Blogger Foursons said...

Hahaha- he is too smart for his own good! You'll just have to make a rule that he's not allowed to play the "dumb" game with his teachers. :)

November 21, 2009 at 7:05 PM  
Blogger Julia said...

I have a four year old too and he is wonderful. It continues to amaze me how aware he is of people and what is going on.

Thanks for stopping by Everyday Mom Ideas and leaving your wonderful ideas on ridding the restlessness in your little rascals. They were great tips.

November 22, 2009 at 2:01 AM  
Blogger Liz Mays said...

He's making me want to pull out a jigsaw puzzle and work on it. Maybe I just will! Thank you to your little one!

November 22, 2009 at 7:46 AM  
Blogger Tracie said...

I can't work a 1,000 piece puzzle at my age. No patience and no spatial skills. What a smart little man you have!

November 27, 2009 at 4:36 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

We have the same thing going on over here. My 4 (almost 5) yr old is smarter than my 8 yr old (not 1000 piece puzzle smart, but pretty close). And sometimes that's really hard to deal with.

November 29, 2009 at 2:06 PM  

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