Protons, neutrons, puppy dog tails
Little boys' socks always smell!
That's not how our science lesson was actually going, but it may as well have been.
"Atomic numbers", I would start off, "are determined by"… Then it would happen. Her fingers would start tapping , a doodle on the paper, and maybe a few zipping noises from her mouth.
This atom stuff surely didn't capture my ten year old's attention. Could I blame her? It took all of my 45 year old brain to focus on this myself.
She has got to learn this, of course, if she's gonna be a doctor one day and take care of her dad and myself! Well, okay, she can be something less interesting, say an astronaut. That's what I pick on her about. Actually, I would be pleased if she were an at home mom. That's my job and I absolutely love it!
But , wow! Trying to capture that attention is something else.
I had to give her the "talk". The firm, all knowing voice. You've got to MAKE yourself concentrate. I KNOW you're going through growth changes, but, … and blah, blah, blah. We parents all have that pattern of loud words, quiet words, and fluttering eye movements when we give one of our "talks".
Moving on through the day into the evening, we went to church for mid week service. Twenty minutes into Bible study I was so focused . Twenty five minutes, not so good. One minute I was listening to what God had to tell me and then, whoosh, I was hearing the preacher say, "Let's have a song".
I may as well have been singing , " Protons, neutrons, puppy dog tails, Little Boys socks, always smell".
I can hear God now, " You've got to MAKE yourself concentrate. I KNOW you're going through growth changes, but…."
Life with kids is wonderful. I learn so about my own spiritual self from them. I even learn to appreciate atoms. What a wonderful God we have. He can create such intricate things that we can't even comprehend. Ain't God good?