C.: I love presents!
Me: I know you do.
C: Something I like to do sometimes, when I get really bored, is I'll find something that someone has given me and put it in a box and wrap it up, and then I pretend that someone has just given it to me.
Me (intrigued): I didn't know you did that.
C.: Yeah . . . and sometimes I'll find something of Mommy's and do the same thing--it's like more of a real gift that way.
Me: Well! That sounds like a lot of fun.
C.: It is . . . but I have to be really, really bored.
I have thought about this all day long.
It feels like it means something.
I've not been roaming the blogosphere so much of late, and this post reminds me that I need to - and I need to come back here when I'm not exhausted, and have had a few glasses of wine contributing to an already foggy mind!
ReplyDeleteSorry for being late in responding, Pam. All I'll say is that I've been pondering this when clear-headed as well as when sleepy, and it still seems quite gnomish. But maybe that's precisely part of its appeal: as with the mulling-over of a koan, part of its point is precisely the mulling-over.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I think I now have a sense of what it means for me, but it sounds so Chicken-Soup-for-the-Soul-like that, given the fuss I've made, I hesitate in saying anything more about it than that . . . though, I'll also say ::Proud Parent Alert:: that it strikes me as being pretty damned insightful for a ten-year-old.
...seems like that not only has your daughter developed internal resources enough to cope with all of life's little ante-rooms, she is also clever enough to use her super powers sparingly.
ReplyDeletethat is pretty impressive for 10.
my eldest is 4 & 1/2 and i swear at times she acts like...she's 4 & 1/2.
; ' )