A few weeks ago, Baby N did the gratitude challenge. I read it to my older daughters, and they thought it was very funny, so we decided that I would interview them for their own gratitude challenge. What follows is that interview. I’ve edited my part out if it because it was mostly just, “And what else are you thankful for?” and, “Stop jumping on the couch, please, and talk to me,” and “Yes, I’m typing all the words!” I think you blog readers can do without those three phrases being repeated over and over, right?
And so, without further ado, I present G (age 6) and E (age 5) and their gratitude challenge.*
G: I am thankful for television. Actually, all screen time! I love television.
E: I got one. Is it my turn? I’m thankful for my house. Because otherwise I won’t have any food to eat and just live outside.
G: I am thankful for fires. I love fires. Cause they keep us warm. Outside fires, inside fires, every kind of fire. Except forest fires. Because those are TOO BIG, even bigger than our HOUSE.
E: I am thankful for flowers. Because I can smell them and pick them, and have a whole bouquet—that means a bunch of flowers. A BOUQUET. I like dandelions and buttercups and I LOVE … what are those kinds again?
G: That are swirly?
E: What kinds?
G: (Runs away, for no explicable reason)
E: What are you getting? Where did you go?
G: This picture of these roses. Do you mean this kind?
E: My favourite kinds are roses. And one time I got you flowers, Mommy, because I love you and I love making special surprises for you. Maybe next time I can ask Daddy to make a surprise for you and get you flowers for a surprise. Remember that one time when I got you prickly roses?
G: My turn. Um, I am thankful for crafts. Every kinds of crafts. Especially origami, that I did in kindergarten. When you fold things out of paper. I’ve made a boat, a hat, a wallet, and a heart. Actually I just made a heart; I didn’t make a wallet or a boat. Ms. O from Japan taught me how to make origami.
E, very, very sadly: Mommy, I want to do a craft. I really, really want to do the craft I’m thinking of and I won’t have time tomorrow! I’m thinking of it and I really want to do it, Mommy. It’s drawing a heart and then cutting out the heart—that’s the craft. And I won’t have time mommy, okay? (Sad sigh)
G: You’re supposed to say what you’re thankful for.
E: I’m thankful for clothes. I like dresses! And tights! And dress-up clothes!
G: Now it’s my turn.
E: And I’m thankful for heads! Otherwise we couldn’t see or hear or talk and … we would look really weird.
G: No, our ears could be on our shoulders, our eyes could be on our neck …
E: No, we wouldn’t have a neck.
G: On our chest, then.
E: We wouldn’t have a neck. We wouldn’t have a neck.
G: I am thankful for being silly. Because being silly is weird and I like being weird, sort of.
E: Weird means silly for me.
G: Being weird means sticking your butt in someone’s face.
(Maniacal laughter from both children for five minutes while they repeated this phrase over and over.)
E: You’re weird! (And then, looking at me and whispering because she knows she’s not allowed to call her sister that) Weird means silly.
G: I’m thankful for E because we can be silly together and pretend we have two heads.
E: I’m thankful for G because she hugs me so tight and we both play and we really do a good time.
G: You mean HAVE a good time.
E: Right. A good time.
And then they started to hug each other while spinning around as fast as they could, with no coordination or planning, and then G knocked her teeth on E’s forehead and started to cry, and then I comforted her and sent them off to brush their teeth before bed, feeling grateful myself for these two silly sisters, and also for the fact that it was finally bedtime.
*Please note that I know how these kids of mine like to give the “right” answer, even if that answer is a bit boring to read about. So I told them that they were not allowed to say that they are grateful for family or friends or God or love, because I KNOW they are grateful for those things and I wanted to be surprised by their answers. Which I certainly was, in the end.