Monday, December 15, 2008

A 4- and 8-Year Old's Wisdom on Mothers and Fathers

Adam and Dova at Mt. Wachusett
Karmyn at Dreaming What Ifs... is the master of interviewing her children.  So I took these wonderful questions about mothers and asked my children.  Some of the questions have been altered to remove the religious aspect from them.  And I've expanded it to ask include Fathers as well and interviewed my children separately (for the most part).

Why are there Mothers?
Adam:  For the Dad, so they can both have the same amount of work for the children. 
Dova:  So more people can help in this family. 
(Apparently these answers are the result of having a stay-at-home dad).

Why are there Fathers?
Adam:  So they can do all the yelling for the mom.
Dova:  To keep mom company.

How are Mothers made?
Adam:  They are made from their mothers and ancestors.
Dova:  From people.

How are Fathers made?
Adam:  The same way as moms.
Dova:  By their moms. Hearts beating, and your eyeballs are stuck to your brain and you can't pull them out.  (I dont knowVerbatim, I can't make this stuff up.)

What ingredients are Mothers made of?
Adam:  Tomboy, molecules, girls, long hair.
Dova:  Love, people, make-up.

What ingredients are Fathers made of?
Adam:  Grumpiness, love, happiness and madness.
Dova:  Love, ink, people.

Why do you have your mother and not some other mother?
Adam:  Why not you?
Dova:  Because we like you here.

Why do you have your father and not some other father?
Adam:  Because the mom likes the dad and the dad likes the mom.
Dova:  Because we love him here.  (Crying Dad gets top billing.)

What kind of little girl was your mom?
Adam:  Smartest Chinese girl on earth who skips a lot of grades.
Dova:  Sweet, afraid when she got in trouble, afraid they would yell at her and spank her.  

What kind of little boy was your dad?
Adam:  A fast little boy, intelligent, not very good at math.
Dova:  A little boy like Adam.

What did Mom need to know about Dad before she married him?
Adam:  What he likes, his favorite food, his birthday, what he likes to play with.  (AngryWhat am I, a servant?)
Dova:  That you love him.

What did Dad need to know about Mom before he married her?
Adam:  If she liked him and he liked her.
Dova:  He loves you.

Why did your mom marry your dad?
Adam:  Because he's grumpy.
Dova:  Because she liked him.

Why did your dad marry your mom?
Adam:  Because they both liked each other and they were boyfriend and girlfriend.
Dova:  Because you colored on him.  You colored your whole body even your hair so you look colorful like Ariel.  (I swear I didn't spike her milk.)

Who's the boss at your house?
Adam:  Mom and Dad.
Dova:  Dad and Mom.

What's the difference between moms and dads?
Adam:  Mom's have longer hair than Dad, and Dad is a boy and the mom is a girl.
Dova:  Girl's hair is longer.  That's all I need to know.

What does your mom do in her spare time?
Adam:  Play soccer with me and have ice cream with me and Dova.
Dova:  I don't know, stay in bed all day, do nothing and sleep?  (For her, I had added the caveat that this was time away from the kids.  Apparently, they don't think I have free time - so true!)

What does your dad in his spare time?
Adam:  Work on the computer.
Dova:  Work on the computer.
(Loser Ha! Who has the internet addiction in our family, eh?)

What would it take to make your mom perfect?
Adam:  You are perfect already.  (Love Struck That's my sweet boy!)
Dova:  If you put me to sleep every night.

What would it take to make your dad perfect?
Adam:  If he didn't yell so much.
Dova:  Sometimes leave him alone.

If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
Adam:  Stop from yelling.
Dova:  That you wouldn't make me put away anything for a whole day because I don't want to clean up.

If you could change one thing about your dad, what would it be?
Adam:  If he would shave off his moustache - No, don't write that!  Too grumpy.
Dova:  These are really hard questions.  Too grumpy.
(In the end consensus on that question!).

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