Wednesday, December 08, 2010
Ode to My Third Child, Age 5
Momma knows that it's hard to be 5. It's even harder to be 5 when you are the third child and you have two older brothers.
When you are 5 in this situation, you don't really act like you're 5. After all, you've never even watched Elmo! You went straight to SpongeBob because that's what your older brothers watched.
And toys? What are toys?
You asked for a Nintendo DS for your 4th birthday because that's what your big brothers had.
And now you want an iPod. An iPod! You are FIVE.
When you are 5 in this situation, you become much more savvy and street-smart than your kindergarten peers who are firstborns. You learn how to manipulate, to weasle, to get your way. You learn that looking cute and innocent is your biggest strength.
You become tough as nails.
And you learn to be self-sufficient, because there are two other children demanding your parents' attention as well.
A 5 year old who has really never had a chance to act his age.
Mommy and Daddy get it. We understand. We know you are trying to figure out your place. Test your boundaries. Push your limits.
So today, Daddy will take you to school. He will stand by your side as you explain to your teacher that you "borrowed" a toy airplane from the after-school program without asking. He will be right next to you as you explain that you didn't give it back to her yesterday because you lied--you lied and told us that you had a substitute teacher yesterday so you couldn't give it back.
But no matter what, we love you. Even if you always seem to learn the hard way.