Why, Oh Why? I think I am giving up on New Year’s Resolutions. Something always takes priority over whatever personal resolution I set for myself, so I am not even bothering this year. I have a few goals in mind for the upcoming year, but I am not going to resolve to do any of them. What I really want in 2002 is answers for the nagging questions that I seem to ask frequently.
I would like to know why Jafar points the showerhead so the water is being shot across the bathtub. The water almost comes out on a horizontal plane. I think he somehow stands on the lip of the tub to take a shower. I am sure that the showerhead positioning has something to do with his height versus my height. Actually, the question that really begs an answer is, “Why am I surprised by the trajectory of the shower head each and every morning?”
I also wonder why my voice does not carry. My kitchen is right next to the living room. I can hear someone scurrying about in the kitchen; I call out “What are you doing?” The answer is dead silence. Then I hear items being moved across the counter top. Again, I call out “What are you doing?” This happens several times. My theory is that the kitchen makes children suffer a temporary hearing loss. Finally, I go into the kitchen and I look directly at the child and ask my question. The child must be able to read lips (of course, it could be that by now my voice has gotten really loud). Again, I ask, “What are you doing?”. The child answers, “Nothing.”
This leads to another question, when does a child learn the “Nothing” response. Do they know that it is guaranteed to make a parent’s blood boil? Also, do children not realize that adults can hear them do “Nothing”?
Why do all so-called “science experiments” involve water? Why do I have to clean up after the “science experiments”?
Why do I have the only children who hate to sleep? I hear all these parents talk about putting their kids to bed about 7:30 and how they have to wake them up in the morning. I start the going to bed process at 7:30, and I am happy if they are asleep by 9, and a child often greets me before I leave for work in the morning. So, why don’t my children sleep or are other parents exaggerating?
Then there are the various times I have to ask a child “Why did you do this?” Usually, this involves some activity that has caused a mess. The answers tend to be along the lines of “because I thought the dog would like it” or ‘I wanted to see what would happen if…” and the ever present “I don’t know.”
And finally, why do I still find myself making New Year’s Resolutions? Oh well, back to resolving to lose weight and organizing all my crafts and perhaps being in a craft show.
December 31, 2001
©Jacqueline M. Carey
Jackie@jmcarey.com