We were at a party. There were a lot of babies. DC and I were counting babies. There were 3 babies in one room and one asleep in the other room. I asked DC how many there were all together. (Ze said 4.)
It was actually part of a longer conversation… I said there were a lot of babies, DC said there were 3, I said I thought there were more, we discussed that, someone pointed out there was a baby asleep in the other room, then I asked how many there were total. I wasn’t just going hey, there’s 3 babies here and 1 baby there. Gah. Why do I even feel like I have to justify this? If I wanted to whip out flashcards, it should be my right as a parent. Not that I would because flashcards are boring. Anyway.
A woman (a girlfriend of a colleague) did one of those exclamations about how we were pushing hir with math problems at such an early age.
But… DC loves doing them and it is seriously hard to keep hir quietly entertained indoors without mental activities of one kind or another. Also: math is what I have always used to entertain kids when confronted with them… many small children flying Southwest Airlines have gotten math lessons from me over the last 15 years. DH is more creative, but for me it’s mostly math problems as default. (Not the only thing I use, but when I can’t think of anything else it is my automatic go-to.) And we’d been bored inside for some time.
I think I picked it up from my dad. And, I LOVE math which is a good thing. Hey! Maybe math being treated as fun entertainment instead of something horrible is connected to why I like it so much. Ya think? (Also note, that my sister at this age was totally up on multiplication and other more difficult math. Adding by 1 really isn’t pushing. I think they’re doing more than that in hir preschool these days.)
I don’t do these parlor tricks in the earshot of other parents, particularly not with kids of the same age or slightly older, and I don’t do them loudly. Though I’m relaxing my caring about other people’s insecurities, I’m still not quite there yet. Childfree folks don’t usually care one way or the other if they’re in earshot, so long as the kid is behaving, but apparently this one did.
So we went back outside in the cold to run around some more.
When it got too dark and we had to go back in, I decided it would be a bad idea to pull out the books ze’d packed lest ze be caught reading and I again accused of pushing. I did pull out a hand-held video game (quickly rejected… probably overplayed) and some toy cars, as I understand those are socially acceptable. The cars thankfully lasted until it was time to go home.
If you’re stuck indoors at an adult party, how do you entertain your preschool age or early elementary age kid?