“Come give me a kiss, I’m going to work!” Jeremiah called out, donning his jacket.
Naomi: “Why?” Yup, she’s into the WHY phase these days.
Dad: “To earn money.”
Naomi: “I’m going to earn money.”
Dad, amused: “Oh yes, what are you going to do to earn money?”
Naomi: “Mommy work.”
For a split second my brain makes a wry commentary about the lousy pay rate of “mommy work,” but swallowed it. Instead I ask her: “What is mommy work?”
Naomi: “With plants. And Milo can do daddy work, designing bridges.”
It’s interesting. At three years old she has already decided that there are “girl jobs” and “boy jobs,” based on what she sees grownups doing. Why this propensity to split the world into male/female?? And she’s happy to be a girl! And do “girl jobs”!
I resist the stereotype which casts men as not valuing communication. I was listening to music several days ago and my ears caught these lyrics:
Love has found the time to kiss you
Can you find the time to listen
Life found the time to bug you yeah
Can you find the time for blessing yeah.
I think I perked up with the rhyming of “kiss you” and “listen”, which I never would have thought of as a rhyme. Then I thought, “a woman must have written that”, because it appeared to value the communication along with the kissing. So I looked it up. Skip Scarborough.