Capacity to care…
My son and I were driving and came upon an overturned SUV. He was initially very excited to see the firetrucks and ambulances. He thought this was so “cool”. He talked my head off about how cool it was that the firemen were on the scene and again reminded me of how my husband had JUST taken him on an impromptu tour of the neighborhood firehouse after school. Finally, we settled into a nice quiet drive.
About 20 minutes later:
He says - “mommy, can we have a conversation?”
I say - “yes, what about?”
He says - “well, this is crazy stuff so I am crazy”
Me - “just tell me, I won’t think you are crazy”
Him - “you remember that car that was upside down?”
Me - “yes”
Him - “well I don’t know those people but I almost want to cry about them…that’s crazy right?”
Me - (as I get choked up) “No that’s not crazy, that’s pretty great! It means that Allah has put caring in your heart. That means that you care about other people and that you are so cool. That means that at 5 years old (he just turned 6) you have a huge heart. I am so proud that you want to cry for those people”
Him - “oh, ok”
The above makes me disregard his usual conversations. Like this one from yesterday:
Him - “Mom, if we had an accident will the ambulance come?”
Me - “yes, to make sure no one is hurt”
Him - “Will they take us to the hospital?”
Me - “yes”
Him - “what if I fell out the car on a stick and my private parts got chopped off?”
Me - (thinking…here we go again, I am so not in the mood for this right now)
Him - “mommeeeeee, I’m talking to you”
Me - Yes, J. If that happened they would take you to the hospital”
Him - “What about my peni.s?”
Me - ” The doctor will sew it back on”
Him - “That would hurt too much! I don’t want them sewing it back on”
Me - “ok”
Him - “They have that medicine that can put you to sleep and I won’t know they sewed it?”
Me - “yes”
Him - “How do they do that?”
Me - (getting annoyed b/c I’m TIRED and the commute is long and he talks THE WHOLE WAY HOME NON STOP) “I don’t know. I am not a doctor”
Him - “Can we go to the doctor school and ask them right now?
Me - “no”
Him - “That’s why I don’t know nothing cause you never take me anywhere”
That we too cute. Masha Allah, he sounds so intelligent…
I feel you on the jabbering though… there are times when you just want to download from your day and have silence… and all the kids want to do is talk about their day! The blessings of mommyhood.
Tru3
Comment by Tru3 — April 10, 2008 @ 9:55p
Okay, that last bit of conversation has slain me.
Comment by Nikki — April 11, 2008 @ 2:20p
That is the best story (both halves!) and I needed that today. I’m having a day of frustration and I’m not being very peaceful. This is just what my heart needed. Thank you. Hug him for me. As soon as he stops talking, that is.
Comment by Melissa — April 11, 2008 @ 5:11p
Your son sounds so cute,masha’allah!
Comment by Miss Muslimah — April 11, 2008 @ 6:18p
Assalaamu alaikum,
Umm Ibrahim
Just discovered your blog and had a chuckle reading this conversation, lol, so funny and so cute! I agree with you about kids just talking tooooo much sometimes; my older two daughters are really into their ‘hypotheticals’ which can really get wearisome sometimes! Look forward to reading more of your blog.
Comment by Umm Ibrahim — April 18, 2008 @ 9:14p
That boy is super smart…I sure hope I’m blessed with one
Comment by DJ Diva — April 20, 2008 @ 2:26p
aaww…super cuteness mashaallah
Comment by ahmed — June 11, 2008 @ 9:23p
Hahahahaha! The last line is hysterical. Masha’Allah that was so cute. My son doesn’t talk much now (he’s only 2 1/2 and still doesn’t say MANY things) but this gives me a glimpse into what to expect in the future. He already repeats things he sees that he likes over and over until he’s shouting even when I’m looking at what he wants me to see LOL.
Comment by Raza — June 16, 2008 @ 10:27p