My kids are creative, smart, and strange. I know a lot of parents think the same thing about their kids and I do try to approach my view of the kids with a little separation so as to not just be blind in my ideas of them. A little bit ago, Charlotte (9 year old) came in with Oliver (4 year old) and explained that they were kicking around Oliver's ball and it got knocked into something nasty and they didn't want to touch it any more. I was finishing up Sophia's (6 year old) book report with her and didn't have time to fix their crisis for them. I told them to take it upstairs and wash it off in the bath tub. They were up there for what seemed an eternity. I honestly thought they had forgot any plans of actually playing with the ball and just went on to playing something else. About ten minutes later from that point, Char and Oliver reappear with the ball in hand. "Here smell the ball." she stated with pride. "We washed it with shampoo and body wash." , she explained. "And we named the ball cookie." With that they were out the door. Oliver, Charlotte, and Cookie were off to have adventures again. Sophia finished her homework and ran to meet their new friend, Cookie. I could understand this behavior better if they were stranded on a tropical island with no one to talk to but they have plenty of friends and playmates. I'm sure they will be asking for Cookie to sleep in their room and I will have to decide which room will host our new guest. Maybe the topic of Oliver owning Cookie will spur a discussion of slavery and the problems with that whole arrangement.
I love my kids and they get their weird factor honestly.
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