I’ve noticed that time is a bit warped for my toddler. I remember being a kid and feeling like summer lasted a mere week, the school year dragged on nearly forever, and each day felt like it contained more than 24 hours.
Being an adult means most things move fast; some days I really feel like we’re going ludicrous speed … maybe even to plaid.
But since I’ve become a parent … let’s just say I’ve discovered some things still crawl along.
2 months of school left:
- Parent: “Oh boy, summer is coming SO QUICKLY! What will do after school ends?!”
- Child: “Ugh, when will summer be here?!”
15 minutes of playtime left before bedtime:
- Parent: “Holy sh*&, is there any way I can put them to bed early? This feels like forever!”
- Child: “Waaaaah, I need more time to play!!”
45 minutes until my husband comes home from work:
- Parent: “Oh God, will this day ever end? We’d better not have another tantrum erupt or I’m going to lose my chickens….
- Child: “Ooh, ooh, daddy’s going to be here soon! I want to play airplane with him. Can you put me up in an airplane? He’ll be right here!”
3 days until a trip to grandma and grandpa’s house:
- Parent: “Gotta make sure we have enough food for the trip and do we have enough milk to make the drive and yikes I need to do laundry before I can even think about packing the kids’ clothes and oh goodness I need to run a white load or no one will have clean socks and did I remember to pick up wine to bring for them or was there something around here they left last time they visited?”
- Child: “Why is it so many days until we go to grandma and grandpa’s house? Are we leaving tomorrow to go to grandma and grandpa’s house? Can I wear my polka dot dress at their house? How many days until we get to leave for grandma and grandpa’s house?”
What have I missed? Does your house clock run differently for your kids as well?