Conversations in my house are strange. They seem to happen in these overlapping waves. I am used to conversations being between two or more people where everyone takes a turn talking and expressing themselves. It used to be like that but lately it seems like our conversations are being spoken over other random conversations with other people all at the same time. Usually the other people talking over the conversations are the boys. It never fails, when Millhouse and I are sitting in the living room; engrossed in our own thing and not speaking at all, no one else speaks. But then we start speaking and the boys decide that is best time for each of them to start speaking at once. It is a strange phenomenon.
Here’s an example of what happens:
We are all in the living room and no one is speaking. Like no one at all. Millhouse is playing clash of clans on his phone, the boys are watching TV and I am reading. It is quiet except for the TV.
Then it happens. Millhouse makes some comment about something, and the rumbling, waves of conversations begin:
Millhouse: Today I heard about this climate change thing on the radio. Did you hear about it?
Me: No, I didn’t hear it. What’s it about?
Millhouse: It is about th… *Cue Mats and Maks to start babbling about something at the same time*
Mats: Mommy, Ronald made a giant chicken today at school. IT WAS GIANT!!!!
Maks: Mommy, when we were playing tag, Sam ran right into the playground. RIGHT INTO IT!!!
Mats: Mommy, I don’t like salami. I only like crunchy things. Tomorrow just give me salami in my lunch, nothing crunchy.
Maks: Mommy, I have homework but I am not going to do all of it today. I will do some of it today and the rest tomorrow. And then I will study for my test after I do all my homework tomorrow.
And then the conversation between Millhouse and I ends. We are distracted by the giant chicken, asking questions about playground antics and all the other things that the boys have thrown at us in the last twenty seconds. The boys will continue for a little while longer and then they too get quiet. It is like the lay in wait for someone to break the silence and then all the things they have been wanting to say all day comes tumbling out.
I am not sure why information gets passed along like this. I don’t believe in the old school thinking that children should be seen and not heard. I encourage my kids to talk as much as they want. Sometimes they talk for hours on end about everything and anything that crossed their mind and sometimes they just don’t. Like everyone else, they get distracted by other things in their life, like Minecraft and Pokemon, and forget they have things to tell me. They only seem to remember when they hear Millhouse start talking to me and then the waves of conversations start.
I wonder how long this will last?