My sister reminds me often enough that occasionally, I need to do a short post to keep people's interest. Not everything can be an overly chatty message-laced moral-of-the-story kind of post. I get that. I'm not good at that, but I get it. So today, I'm choosing to use the few moments that I have on the computer to post a quick funny interaction between a couple of our kids in the car on our way to pick up one of the other family's children from school.
I handed out pieces of chewing gum while we waited the 25 minutes in the pick-up line at the school to keep them mostly quiet and content. I had Z (9) and J (6) in the car with me, as well as the youngest daughter (3-1/2) of the other family. They were talking quietly and entertaining themselves and I was so pleased.
Then J said, "Let's have a bubble blowing contest!"
I thought this would be funny since I only gave them a tiny piece of sugar-free gum, which isn't the best bubble-blowing kind. But I just listened and watched in the rearview mirror as they chewed and pushed with their tongues and strained to make dinky little bubbles. Barely.
J said, "Mom, we're having a bubble blowing contest. I just learned how to make bubbles! Z doesn't even know how."
Z answered, "Well, J, that's because I'm a boy. Boys hate bubbles."
Not three seconds passed when he suddenly shouted, "Watch, I'm making a bubble!!"
Such a contradiction. And silly.