Raising toddlers can certainly make you believe in original sin.
There’s no way they could have learned all that bad behavior from me!
Let me rephrase that last statement: There’s no way they could have learned all that bad behavior from me in the short span of their lives thus far!
They fight with each other so much I feel like a referee. No, I feel more like judge, jury, and prosecuting attorney, trying to figure out who did what to whom and why and then mete out justice.
Sometimes I don’t see what happens, so I have to look for evidence. Most often that evidence is in the form of teethmarks, red handprints, or scratches.
Kaleb is bigger and can handle himself fine in hand-to-hand combat. In fact, with his superior strength he can easily subdue Kenzie. So Kenzie has to resort to guerrilla tactics. She swoops in from out of nowhere and inflicts a bite, pinch, push, or kick so quickly that Kaleb can only respond with wails and tears.
But toddlers don’t carry a grudge. And so one minute they’re fighting and the next minute they’re loving on each other.
Sometimes I wish grown-ups could be more like toddlers!
My mother always said I take things too seriously. So did my wife.
So I get it. I’m a serious guy.
But life is serious business. And you don’t want to screw it up. Everyone should understand that–even if you’re a toddler.
But toddlers are NOT SERIOUS. In fact, with toddlers, life is a game, life is play, life is all about having fun.
Don’t they realize that they could grow up and become uncivilized barbarians, brutes, heathens, if they don’t take things more seriously? They can’t continue to be so carefree and have any hope of ever becoming productive members of society!
So, let me tell you what happened last Saturday and I think you’ll begin to understand my concern…