...I decided to write down as many of Elias's questions as I could but I missed a few:
"How long do pancakes take to cook?"
"Did we have these folding chairs in the old house?'
"In the old house why was our bathroom in the living room?'
"When are the pancakes going to be ready?"
"Are we on the first floor?"
"Do you think its a nice tablecloth?"
"Are the pancakes ready?'
"How long does the sausage have to cook?'
"Is the sausage slimy?'
"Do you love the calender I did?"
"When we went dipnetting did you go in the water to catch a fish?"
"Are you going to put brown sugar on your pancake?"
"Did you buy new brown sugar?"
"What kind of brown sugar is it?"
"Where did you buy the brown sugar?"
"Can I see what you're writing?"
Can you say exhausting?
Sounds like my house! I teach first grade and my son is in Kindergarten at my school. Most days I already feel like I've taught all day just from all the questions on the car ride in!
Posted by: Shelley | 02/09/2011 at 06:19 PM
So glad I'm not alone in this. Seven-year-olds are the reason someone invented the quiet game. ;)
Posted by: Faye | 02/09/2011 at 08:42 PM
Totally relate and absolutely LOVE! Thanks for the morning smiles!
Posted by: Anno | 02/10/2011 at 04:04 AM
As I listen a little more closely to the din of questions and comments from William during this morning's rush..."Mummy, do you know that all animals have a mummy and a Daddy," "Mummy, all Superheros have a special way of flying," "Mummy, I am really good with the baby," "Mummy how do t.v.'s work? I mean, what is really happening when a person turns it on?" "Hey, mama, the baby did a sneak attack!" Huh?
Posted by: Anno | 02/10/2011 at 04:30 AM
Faye's comment is right on target! I've asked my 7 yr old to stop talking, "mommy's ears r going to start bleeding!" Have also said my ears need a rest! I get this is how they learn, but enough already, let's pace ourselves!!!
Posted by: Kelly | 02/10/2011 at 06:26 AM
He should work for the FBI interrogation unit along w/my 9yo! LOL
Posted by: Lee | 02/10/2011 at 06:51 AM
funny thing about that is now my ten year old daughter seems "quiet and moody" in comparison! Now I am worried that she is finding answers to her questions elsewhere or worse..is afraid to ask! it is ALL tiring!
Posted by: fleming | 02/10/2011 at 08:33 AM
i have a few questions for you, i'll call you later :-). xo
Posted by: elizabeth | 02/10/2011 at 08:34 AM
have him write them down or draw pictures when you really need 5 minutes
Posted by: Jill | 02/11/2011 at 04:45 PM
At dinner we often have to say, "No more questions until you eat three bites." Or four bites or...
I love his curious nature but when I really struggle is when he asks questions he knows the answer to, like: "Is this our house?" as a way to make conversation.
And he's driven, relentless even, with his questions.
Glad to know I'm not alone here and we will be trying the quiet game, and writing or drawing his questions this weekend. For sure!
Flem, thanks for reminding me that there will be a time when I will miss his constant questions. The perspective is needed, as always. Just as I remind myself that i worried not so long ago that Elias wasn't asking "why" questions yet. Now its all why-- but not big picture questions about the universe and its happenings more small detail questions about his immediate surroundings or schedule.
Oh, thanks all, for sharing your thoughts here and for reading and following our journey!
Posted by: Christy | 02/11/2011 at 08:49 PM
Hilarious! Sounds like my child.
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Posted by: Beth Navarro | 02/15/2011 at 03:54 PM
Luke's teacher put him on a 3 question a morning limit. I only wish I could do the same sometime. She's trying to teach him about what you mention (in your comment) that Elias does...to try not to ask questions just to connect....On the plane to CA at Christmas he was stuck btw two women in the early 20s...oh, boy, were they in for it! I can relate to your morning! :)
Posted by: la | 02/15/2011 at 05:37 PM
At ten, we've progressed to the following:
Evan: Mom, I have a question.
Me: OK, shoot.
Evan: Mom, were the Jamaicans born there, or were they from Africa?
Me: Good question! I have no idea...
Posted by: DiVaughn | 02/15/2011 at 09:28 PM