Saturday, December 08, 2007

Like father, like son...

Coulson has some stranger anxiety, which is normal for his age when strangers start talking to him in the supermarket and stuff like that.  But I don't think it's always normal for it to show up on the playground.  If there are a few kids on the playground, he might cautiously play, but if it's really crowded, he won't even try to play.  And if we're playing on a playground by ourselves and someone else shows up, he often will stop playing and ask to go home.  I was confused at first, because I thought kids loved playgrounds.  Of course I also thought that kids loved coloring and drawing pictures, but it's like pulling teeth to get Couson to draw a picture.  Just goes to show what I knew about kids before Coulson came along...

Today I sent Casey and the boys to the playground so I can do something really exciting, like fold laundry and make beds.  They came home about a half hour later and I ask them about the park.  Coulson said they had a good time.  Then Casey says, "We left because another family came and the dad started talking to me, so we left."  I thought he was being funny and ironic, but he was dead serious.  Mystery solved.

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