Monster's Inc. and Incessant Questions
Sunday, March 25, 2007 by Amy
Oh, neat, titles!
Blogger is being completely ridiculous. I've tried to upload pictures three times and nothing...Argh! I've been online too long and will try again later...
We went to Monsters Inc On Ice last night. Riley had an absolute blast! Our seats were a lot better than I thought they'd be. Actually, they were downright awesome seats. At first, Riley said "I'm not so sure about this..." she said that she's not scared of the monsters in the movie but she might be scared of them in real life. But as soon as the music and lights started, she was bopping around and dancing and clapping. It helped that they children were supposed to scream as loud as they could whenever the bad guy appeared. She definitely liked that. And Rudi and Avery were absolutely fine while we were gone. Of course, we spent way too much money on dumb stuff, but I remember going to ice shows and circuses when I was a kid and I know how special it is, so I endulged her. Then when as we were leaving, she started bawling about how she didn't want to leave, how she wanted to stay, and why isn't it a house, and what would Daddy and Avery say if we lived here. Everyone passing by thought it was cute, not me.
Riley fell asleep in the car on the way home from the show, not surprisingly since it was 10 o'clock. Now I understand the effects of overstimulation on a preschooler's sleep. She first woke at midnight, asking questions about the show, and would sleep for maybe fifteen minutes and wake up and ask more questions. Oh, it was a horrible night, although I don't think I lost my temper too bad. I was pretty nice about it, if you ask me.
On another note, I am counting how many times I'm asked "why" today. Let's see, we got up at 7:30 am, it's now 9:50 am, and I've been asked "why" 36 times so far. I think we might make a world record. And I'm not counting the "where" and "what" questions that I hear probably about as much. The questions are really getting out of hand and I think I'm losing what sanity I still have. Here's a typical exchange:
R: What are those two people talking about?
Me: What two people?
R: The ones that were standing on the sidewalk.
Me: Oh, I don't know what they were talking about.
R: Why don't you know?
Me: Because I couldn't hear them.
R: Why couldn't you hear them?
Me: Because we're in the car and they were on the street.
R: Why were they on the street?
Me: They're probably walking somewhere.
R: Where are the walking to?
Me: I really don't know.
R: You figure it out.
Me: I can't figure it out, Riley, I just can't.
R: Why not?
Me: There's just no way for me to know, Riley, there's just no way.
R: Why is there no way?
Me: <>
R: Mommy, why did your head explode?
Oh wait! It's 10:09 am and we're up to 43 whys!
Here's another of my favorite conversations:
R: I don't like Daddy any more because he has prickly wiskers all over him that hurt me. If Daddy got rid of his beard and mustache, I would like him again.
Me: Do you want Daddy to get rid of his beard?
R: What would Daddy say if he got rid of his beard?
Me: He'd say "Hey, where's my beard?"
R: Where would his beard be?
Me: Probably in the sink.
R: What would the beard say if it was in the sink?
Me: It would say "Hey, where's my face?"
R: That's funny! What would Daddy say if he didn't have a mustache?
Me: Daddy always has a mustache.
R: Why?
Me: Because he likes it that way.
R: Why does he like it that way?
Me: He's just used to it and likes having it.
R: Why does he like having it? I don't like it. It pricks me.
Oh, yeah, Rudi found his old yearbook from basic training and there was a picture in there of him, and I showed Riley and she said, "That's not Daddy! Where's his mustache?" That was rather funny.
11:28 a.m.=61 "whys"
I've joined a bunch of yahoo groups here in the Springs, mostly babywearing and AP groups. One that I joined said that they were not active right now, but with summer coming, who knows? I also joined a Preschool Homeschooling group. I hope to get ideas for enriching activities from them and more informative playdates, such as hikes and nature stuff. None of the groups are extremely big, so I shouldn't have a hard time keeping up. A lot of the mothers belong to multiple groups, so the playdates are the same, such as the Colorado Babywearers attend and promote the NINO meetings, and so forth. But hopefully we'll have a few group playdates a week and a couple discussion meetings a month. Oh, I love spring so much! And then winter will come and I'll be a hermit again...
Blogger is being completely ridiculous. I've tried to upload pictures three times and nothing...Argh! I've been online too long and will try again later...
We went to Monsters Inc On Ice last night. Riley had an absolute blast! Our seats were a lot better than I thought they'd be. Actually, they were downright awesome seats. At first, Riley said "I'm not so sure about this..." she said that she's not scared of the monsters in the movie but she might be scared of them in real life. But as soon as the music and lights started, she was bopping around and dancing and clapping. It helped that they children were supposed to scream as loud as they could whenever the bad guy appeared. She definitely liked that. And Rudi and Avery were absolutely fine while we were gone. Of course, we spent way too much money on dumb stuff, but I remember going to ice shows and circuses when I was a kid and I know how special it is, so I endulged her. Then when as we were leaving, she started bawling about how she didn't want to leave, how she wanted to stay, and why isn't it a house, and what would Daddy and Avery say if we lived here. Everyone passing by thought it was cute, not me.
Riley fell asleep in the car on the way home from the show, not surprisingly since it was 10 o'clock. Now I understand the effects of overstimulation on a preschooler's sleep. She first woke at midnight, asking questions about the show, and would sleep for maybe fifteen minutes and wake up and ask more questions. Oh, it was a horrible night, although I don't think I lost my temper too bad. I was pretty nice about it, if you ask me.
On another note, I am counting how many times I'm asked "why" today. Let's see, we got up at 7:30 am, it's now 9:50 am, and I've been asked "why" 36 times so far. I think we might make a world record. And I'm not counting the "where" and "what" questions that I hear probably about as much. The questions are really getting out of hand and I think I'm losing what sanity I still have. Here's a typical exchange:
R: What are those two people talking about?
Me: What two people?
R: The ones that were standing on the sidewalk.
Me: Oh, I don't know what they were talking about.
R: Why don't you know?
Me: Because I couldn't hear them.
R: Why couldn't you hear them?
Me: Because we're in the car and they were on the street.
R: Why were they on the street?
Me: They're probably walking somewhere.
R: Where are the walking to?
Me: I really don't know.
R: You figure it out.
Me: I can't figure it out, Riley, I just can't.
R: Why not?
Me: There's just no way for me to know, Riley, there's just no way.
R: Why is there no way?
Me: <
R: Mommy, why did your head explode?
Oh wait! It's 10:09 am and we're up to 43 whys!
Here's another of my favorite conversations:
R: I don't like Daddy any more because he has prickly wiskers all over him that hurt me. If Daddy got rid of his beard and mustache, I would like him again.
Me: Do you want Daddy to get rid of his beard?
R: What would Daddy say if he got rid of his beard?
Me: He'd say "Hey, where's my beard?"
R: Where would his beard be?
Me: Probably in the sink.
R: What would the beard say if it was in the sink?
Me: It would say "Hey, where's my face?"
R: That's funny! What would Daddy say if he didn't have a mustache?
Me: Daddy always has a mustache.
R: Why?
Me: Because he likes it that way.
R: Why does he like it that way?
Me: He's just used to it and likes having it.
R: Why does he like having it? I don't like it. It pricks me.
Oh, yeah, Rudi found his old yearbook from basic training and there was a picture in there of him, and I showed Riley and she said, "That's not Daddy! Where's his mustache?" That was rather funny.
11:28 a.m.=61 "whys"
I've joined a bunch of yahoo groups here in the Springs, mostly babywearing and AP groups. One that I joined said that they were not active right now, but with summer coming, who knows? I also joined a Preschool Homeschooling group. I hope to get ideas for enriching activities from them and more informative playdates, such as hikes and nature stuff. None of the groups are extremely big, so I shouldn't have a hard time keeping up. A lot of the mothers belong to multiple groups, so the playdates are the same, such as the Colorado Babywearers attend and promote the NINO meetings, and so forth. But hopefully we'll have a few group playdates a week and a couple discussion meetings a month. Oh, I love spring so much! And then winter will come and I'll be a hermit again...
