Learning takes place at all sorts of random times around our house. Bedtime, for example, is a prime time for learning in our home. Maybe it is in yours, too?
Whatever book has been chosen for reading before bed, is sure to provide plenty of learning opportunities. For example, when reading about how Minnie Mouse and Daisy Duck carefully apply their lipsticks, I am informed that it’s “NOT lipsticks, Mama. It’s lipstickses!”. Alrighty then.
The entire bedtime procedure, really, is quite the learning process. Especially as it varies from child to child. It puts me on a learning curve so steep that I come down with a bloody nose more than a time or three.
Take the subject of Shapes. While reading a book about them, and reviewing the attributes of each, I was stopped at The Oval. Sweetgirl proclaimed that an oval is really a stretched out circle. She is so clever, that one! But then, she proceeded to announce that “It’s like YOU, mama! Round in the middle and stretched out on the top and bottom!”
Wait! What just happened?
Like I said, a bloody nose people.
In a stretched out circle.
Missindeedy 
Oh she is a SWEET girl, isn’t she?!! Constant entertainment of one variety or another with kids around 🙂
You said it Lizzy. Wish the entertainment weren’t so… factual. 😉
Thanks for the laugh. I miss having little ones sometimes.
They certainly do liven things up, don’t they Barbie?
So many “teachable moments”. I look back fondly on those times. My boys are 26 and 28 now. But I believe that bedtime ritual led us to have such open conversations even when they were in high school and college. I would be in bed reading and they would just come in to lay on the bed and talk. I have a few boxes of their school papers and projects I have to go through, but every time I start on it, I get all teary eyed (women, always with the tears). But they are for fond memories, lots of love, good times and bad (homework, arghh!). Cherish these moments. And I will tackle those boxes of memories, maybe this winter.
Ah, Sheila, you remind me to soak it all in. Just lay there and relish being called a stetched out oval and know that my snuggle-time/bedtime-story-reading days are numbered. Thanks for the reminder, friend. ❤
Hilarious! 😉
Or… stinker. But often, both. 😉
Kids scare me with the things they say…. Gotta have your guard up at all times 🙂
I say a Oval is MUCH better then a circle though 🙂
Be afeerd, Rebecca Jo. Be very afeerd! And, I must agree, being slightly less round and ovalish is a-okay with me. 😉
If it makes you feel better, I’m pretty sure I am a perfect cylinder. Great story, you have to love kids!
In my glory days, I was much the cylinder, too. I guess my body wants to give each shape an equal opportunity?