Me too, kid

Remember that whole thing about me being worried about N going to Kindergarten? Nevermind…I take it back. I can’t get the girl there fast enough.

Now, it’s not because I’m not worried anymore, I am. In fact, I’m kind of petrified and excited all at the same time. It’s summer. Don’t get me wrong, we’re having a lot of fun this summer. The girls are close enough in age (19.5 months apart) where they play together well. They’re both pretty independent, so they don’t need me quite as much as they did last year. BUT DEAR LORD N DOES NOT STOP ASKING QUESTIONS!!

Example: I’m cutting up stuff for dinner and I cut my finger with the knife. There may or may not have been a swear. N (who is for some reason drawn to drama) runs in and says “MOM! What happened?” I respond with “I cut my finger”. Here is the rest of the exchange:
N: You cut your finger? (Q1)
Me: Yes
N: Which finger? (Q2)
Me: the ring finger on my right hand (I show it to her)
N: It’s bleeding!
Me: Just a little bit
N: Just a little bit? (Q3)
Me: Yep, I don’t even need a band aid
N: (quiet for a second, staring at nothing – we call this her “processing” face. It means that more questions are coming so put your helmet on)
N: Does it hurt? (Q4)
Me: It stings a little, but not much
N: What does sting mean? (Q5)
Me: It means it hurts a little bit in a sharp way
N: What does sharp mean? (Q6)
Me: The opposite of dull
N: What does dull mean? (Q7)
Me: The opposite of sharp (as you might be able to tell – by now, I’m getting a little annoyed)

And this exchange continues for a few minutes. Within the span of maybe 5 minutes, N has asked me 10 questions or so. Now, you might think “what’s the big deal? Kids are curious and curiosity is good”. I agree. Her questions are great and usually, surprisingly insightful. It makes me happy that she wants to learn and questions what is going on around her. But imagine this: you’re at work and there is someone who is within 2 feet of you for 90% of your day. They ask questions. About anything and everything. For 14 hours. What I’m trying to say here is that it gets OLD. QUICKLY. Unfortunately, I have to admit that I’m not the most patient person in the best of circumstances, but these questions would test the patience of the Pope, I swear.

So now? Bring on Kindergarten. Sept 2nd can’t get here fast enough.<p>

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