A William conversation

I'm in the bathroom when William wanders in*.

He chatters away while I try to pretend I have some privacy in my life (ie: if I ignore it, it isn't there).

I cleaned the bathroom today and the scale hasn't made its way back into the bathroom yet.  William scoops it up and puts it back in its rightful place.

He steps on the scale and reports "48 dot 2! Isn't that great Mama?"

I ignore (see:privacy or something like it).

He steps in front of the mirror and entertains himself with the funny faces and silly moves he makes for a few moments before breaking into a set of jumping jacks.

Without a word, he hops back on the scale.  "WOW!  49 dot 0 Mom!  It worked!"

--Wait, what?--

I ask him to explain.

"Exercise made me stronger and BIGGER!  The scale said so!!"

And he hops off to do some more jumping jacks followed by some mountain climbers.

He hops back on the scale.  "48 dot 2!  Great Mama!"

I consider a lesson on decimals and place value and discard the idea quickly.

He hops off the scale and does more jumping jacks, push ups followed by mountain climbers.

He hops back on the scale.  "48.3 Mom!  What does that mean?  What happened?"

It appears that the lesson of the day is exercise is important to keep our bodies strong and healthy.  However, the results are not visible immediately.  It takes times....




*Why yes, many of my parenting conversations occur while I am indisposed in the bathroom.  Captive audience, whatever you want to call it, the parenting doesn't quit just because I'm on the pot.