A while back I was trying to help Alaric make a ginger bread house. He mixed up the icing and put it in the bag with the plastic nozzle, and cut off the tip. I was then trying to use the icing as cement for the walls with little success. Eventually I broke a wall, at which point I explained to Alaric that I did not have the skills to build his ginger bread house and he would have to wait for his talented mother to have time to do it. We cemented the broken piece together and double bagged the icing with a wet papertowel and put it all away.
Several days later my lovely wife was building the gingerbread house and taking pot shots at me when Alaric said “that’s OK. Everybody has to learn sometime.” I don’t think these are my words, so it’s probably someone from school, but I agree wholeheartedly. He’s learned a valuable lesson about the incremental view of intelligence. Lacking knowledge or ability doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with you, just get on with the business of learning it. After the house was built, he requested my help decorating it because he was worried that my witty wife’s japes might have hurt my feelings.
I Love that boy.
Yesterday we’re riding in the car, and I’m complaining about one of my co-workers… (must tread carefully here as my real life identity is not secret at all). After a short and viscous rant which gave no identifiable details as to who the person was…
- My son asked “why you mad?”
- And I calmly said “because he doesn’t deserve to work where I work and make the kind of money we make.”
- “Papa, everybody has to learn sometime.”
- “True, but he’s had plenty of time to learn. He either can’t do it, or he’s too lazy to do it.”
- “If he worked hard and tried to learn everyday I might get frustrated with him, but I wouldn’t get mad.”
Am I wrong?