Charlie: Mommy, I want a castle. *climbing all over Mommy and grabbing my mouse hand*
Me: I have to save up money to get you a toy castle. It’s going to be a few weeks. Can I have my hand back?
Charlie: But I want it now!
Me: I need to do my work on the computer to make money. We’re out of money now because we spent it all on fixing the washer and dryer, so this is what I’m doing to earn money for your castle. Can I have my hand back?
Charlie: *rapidly hits a zillion keys on the computer, closing what I was working on*
Me: AAAHHH! What are you doing!!!?????
Charlie: I’m helping you make money faster on the computer. *Presses more keys*
Crossposted from http://marydell.dreamwidth.org/219710.ht
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This reminds me of my friends who told their older child, who was probably about Charlie's age at the time, that he should not quietly open the car door and leave during the nanosecond they were occupied with something else in the garage, because his little sister might get out too and get hurt. (The argument that HE might get hurt had been dismissed, with prejudice.) So the next time he had the chance, he got out, locked the car door behind him, and felt all was serene. Information is processed, fast, but not always with the results one hopes for.
P.
(Adds to the file of things to look forward to...)