I feel like having a spirited 4 year old is truly something another person will never understand unless they’ve been down in the trenches with you. Deep, mucky trenches filled with laughter, screaming, elation, anger, mismatched clothing, chocolate milk and questions. Never ending questions.
Sometimes I feel like having a preschooler is basically living one big contradiction. Wait, sometimes? I mean all the time.
Please don’t ever stop talking because the things that come from your awesome brain and out of your little mouth are hilarious and amazing. But please, for the love of everything, stop talking! The droning of questions from that little voice is infiltrating my every thought and driving me to the brink of a major bedtime chocolate binge.
Please don’t ever stop dancing. I love how you don’t care what you look like, and I marvel how every joint and muscle in your body was knit together inside my own and now serves to bring you joy and life…including launching yourself off the couch into the wall (thank you nature, for flexible childhood cartilage). But please, stop dancing, jumping, and squirming! The constant movement! It exhausts me and gosh I miss your naptimes.
Please don’t ever stop being persistent. Your determination is a marvel and I can’t wait to see the places it takes you. You could out-argue the best lawyer in the world and your confidence and stubbornness in getting what you need surpasses my own. But please, stop persisting you have your millionth cracker of the day. Ask me again and I will fill your bed with crackers and make you take my sorely missed naps on it.
Please don’t ever stop being you. Ever. But please, bedtime, hurry up!
With love from the trenches,
Alicia
This is perfect!!
My son will be four in about two weeks and this is totally our life. 🙂
Love this! I think we’ve all felt this way at some point. But you captured the magic and the madness of this stage so well – thank you!
Thank you for this! <3
That captures life with a preschooler (in my experiences) perfectly!