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Yesterday in a lull between sizzling summer heat and summer lightening storms, that also sizzled, my Littles and I played in the driveway.
They didn't want to. They were grouchy from being stuck inside, grouchy from being sick, and envious that the big kids were off doing mysterious big kid things; they just wanted to watch a movie.
We went outside anyway.
My three year old looked at our huge double driveway, perfect for scootering and bike riding, and complained that there was nothing to do and nowhere to ride. Until I handed out the sidewalk chalk. Immediately they began to draw streets and lanes and stop signs.
They had a blast. They even drew rest stops and parking lots. It was hilarious watching them fill up their scooters at the "gas station." They pantomimed entering their PINs before using the invisible pumps.
What is it about lines and walls and rules? We pretend to ourselves that we desire total freedom, but when confronted with it... the first thing we do is draw boundaries.
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Yesterday in a lull between sizzling summer heat and summer lightening storms, that also sizzled, my Littles and I played in the driveway.
They didn't want to. They were grouchy from being stuck inside, grouchy from being sick, and envious that the big kids were off doing mysterious big kid things; they just wanted to watch a movie.
We went outside anyway.
My three year old looked at our huge double driveway, perfect for scootering and bike riding, and complained that there was nothing to do and nowhere to ride. Until I handed out the sidewalk chalk. Immediately they began to draw streets and lanes and stop signs.
They had a blast. They even drew rest stops and parking lots. It was hilarious watching them fill up their scooters at the "gas station." They pantomimed entering their PINs before using the invisible pumps.
What is it about lines and walls and rules? We pretend to ourselves that we desire total freedom, but when confronted with it... the first thing we do is draw boundaries.
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2 comments:
Aye ya ya. You are so right, Susan, and wise. I won't forget what you've written, here, anytime soon.
amazing. you punched me in the face with your awesome observation...
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