Have you ever sat there, staring at this beautiful being before and thought, what the on earth goes on inside that sweet little brain of theirs? I often wonder. If my son had thought bubbles, our conversations would go a little more like this.
Momma: "Nathan, why did you do that?!"
Nathan: "Because I need too!"
Nathan: (Insert thought bubble here). "When I say I need too Momma, what I'm really trying to say is that I need to experiment with this new idea and test it out to see if it is a good idea or a bad idea. If this is indeed a bad idea or causes me harm in any way, I may continue on my path, or I may choose a slightly different less troublesome option, but only should I deem it so, hence the need to test out my theory. My response may seem odd to you, but in all honesty, 'because I need too' is a very fitting answer to your question of why. Make sense?"
Momma: "...Oh... Well yeah. But please don't do again."
Nathan: "But I need too!!"
Nathan's thought bubble: "But in order to be absolutely certain that the thing you are asking about will have the same end result, I must try it again. Repeatedly. I am after all in my 'little scientist' phase. You do want me to explore the world, and how different actions have different outcomes, don't you?"
Momma: "Well, yes, but..."
Nathan: "Please can I do this?"
Nathan's though bubble: "I can see that my actions are causing you pain. Should I stop or do it again. The time out might be worth it, if I am indeed on the verge of a scientific break through. I can stop if you want me too though Momma. It's no big deal. I'm just trying to solve one of life's little everyday mysteries to the best of my two year old capabilities. Is that ok Momma?"
Momma: "...Carry on..."
We may never know what truly happens in the minds of our young children, but it certainly makes me want to eat my humble pie in silence. Let go of the fear, loosen up, and let them explore. They are after all only trying to understand this big world that they call home. Accidents happen, Mistakes are made. Stains are inevitable, and so are broken dishes. These are merely things that have little meaning or significance when compared with the wonder and value of the little blue-eyed, red-headed, genius that stands before you. Take a deep breath and try to soak it all in...
