My son is 8 years old. He likes to play video games, eat anything he can get his hands on, annoy his big sister, and push boundaries as far as they can possibly be pushed… and then some! His view of the world around him is pretty typical of a child of that age. He has no appreciation for the value of money. Actions rarely have consequences that don’t involve getting sent to your room. He still believes in Santa Claus. He’s 8. He’s not really someone who I turn to for advice when dealing with Life’s bigger issues. I would expect his answer to be “perogies” or something else equally irrelevant.
So I have to say that I’m more than a little surprised sometimes at how perceptive he can be. When I was taking the kids home recently he remarked that he wished that I had a really good job… one that I could do from home, so I wouldn’t have to drive all the way into work, and the kids could stay with me more often. This goes with what he had already said to me months ago (when he was 7, no less) when he was asking me out of the blue whether I liked what I did, and why I didn’t do something else that I liked more. This from a kid who wants to watch the latest episode of Bakugan when he visits. It amazes me how his mind works. I know that we often do not give our children the credit they deserve, but it still amazes me. It’s not like I come home and talk about work in front of them. I have tried to stress the importance of doing their best in school so that when they get older they can do whatever it is that they love. He wants to be a robot… so I think my point is lost on him.
I had one of those moments at work tonight that will either make or break me. There is a lot of frustration there, and I reached a breaking point.