The Too Observant Child

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So there’s this phase after you have a baby, a span of time where your child is not old enough to understand or catch on to everything going on around them, and you can get away with some things. You can have conversations that you know they aren’t following, you can listen to music that may have questionable lyrics, you can “trick” them (you know having that really noisy toy magically disappear). It’s a nice little time where you don’t have to be quite so careful.

I thought my kidlet (age 4) was still somewhat in this stage. He’s a little hard to figure out because he’s wicked smart but then has some language delays. So sometimes I think we underestimate exactly how much he’s observing and picking up. For instance, when he was two I was out at an ice cream shop with him and the song “Gives You Hell” by The All-American Rejects came on the radio. Well, I used to play music videos in the background when I did housework. Well, there’s this clap they do in the video at a very precise moment. And guess who clapped his hands over his head at the exact moment that part came up?  (The clap is at the :45 mark if you want to see it.)

This interest in music and ability to remember it has only increased with time. He can now do most of the choreography for Lady Gaga’s Bad Romance from when we watched the concert on TV. So we now try to be aware of what we’re letting him see or listen to. Though, I have to admit it’s kind of cool to have a kid who can hear songs in the grocery store and announces to everyone, “This is Journey! This is Foo Fighters! I love Pink!” : )

But now his observation skills have moved beyond TV and music. Now he’s apparently watching mommy and daddy much closer than we thought.

Conversation he had in the car this week with his daddy…

Kidlet: That’s the house with the trick-or-treat.

Hubs: You mean, that’s the house you went to when you trick or treated?

Kidlet: Yes, for Halloween.

Daddy: And what did they give you when you trick or treated?

Kidlet: Candy!

Daddy: And what did you do with the candy?

Kidlet: Mommy ate it.

*cringe* Now, for the record, I didn’t eat ALL the candy. But frankly, he’s not that far off. I’m kind of the healthy-cooking, organic, no food dyes kind of mama, so I limit his junk food pretty carefully. But I thought that after the few chocolates I gave him, he’d forgotten about the rest of it. Um, apparently not. Clearly, he knew just where all that stuff was and who was eating it, lol. So sneaky me was not as stealthy as I thought.

Lesson learned: Big Brother Kidlet is watching you.

I’m now on my best behavior. Easter candy will be shared by all. : )

So has your kidlet ever figured out something you were trying to “trick” them on? Or have you ever been caught red-handed like me? 


I’m Roni Loren,or as I’ll be called ‘round these parts, No Drama Mama. I’ve been married for ten years and have a four-year old son, who has recently been diagnosed with high-functioning autism. My days are spent writing very sexy romances (my PC way of saying erotic),avoiding all things housework, and hanging out with a kidlet who I suspect is vastly smarter than I am. I secretly dream of having a life that looks like the pages of Real Simplemagazine, but would settle for Sorta Decent if could get there. My daily goal is to keep the drama on the pages of my books and out of my life–I’m successful at least twenty percent of the time. www.roniloren.com

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24 thoughts on “The Too Observant Child

  1. Yep. My kiddos are really starting to get to the age where little slips past them. No more innuendos with hubby LOL. I have a policy of honesty with the kiddos. I don’t make something up whenever I don’t want to explain something inappropriate. I tell them I’m not comfortable explaining it to them just yet or I try to give it to them in as appropriate a way as I can. Of course, now they’re starting to get old enough to keep pushing me for answers. Sigh. Next thing you know, they’ll want to know where babies come from. ;)

  2. Great post! I’ll never forget the time when my oldest, who is now sixteen, was seven. He came into the living room to tell me his brother just got out of the bathtub with soap on his a$$. I asked him where he learned that word: “a$$,” hoping he wasn’t going to say, “You, Mom.” Everybody Loves Raymond. Whew!

    • Lol. This is one of my greatest fears. I don’t cuss (*ahem* unless I’m really mad), but my husband does. And no matter how much I warn him that the girls are going to pick up on that, he can’t seem to help it–although he does try. I should also say that he gets hurt a lot (he’s just naturally clumsy, lol), and the f-word comes out. *sigh* I’m just waiting for the day…

  3. My girls were playing ‘mommy and daddy’ the other day and as I observed I wondered ‘Do I really talk like that? Do I really gesture so wildly? Do I really rapid fire questions at my husband during our conversations?’ After reflecting, the answer to all these questions was ‘yes, I do!’. My girls ‘do me’ better than I do. Hard to believe they had nailed all of my mannerisms while I wasn’t aware they were even paying attention!!

  4. We’ve already had to be realllllly watchful about the TV/Music in the house, since our little guy seems to pick up everything.

    His latest thing before bed, he grabs a contact lens case off of the counter and informs me that his eyes hurt and he needs to take out his contacts.

    He is 2 and a half.

    • Too cute. Yeah, ours has been picking up music from early on too. He was singing Pink’s “Raise Your Glass” the other day and I was like–oh no. At least he thinks the line is “penny snatcher” and not “panty snatcher.”

  5. My boys turn 12 this year so we have moved onto the we know what you do when the bedroom door is closed observations. We tried to play it off till they informed us they could hear us. Note to all pre-teens parents boys will stand at the door to listen and no matter how quiet you are they will still be able to HEAR YOU!!

    One of my boys is seriously delayed so Santa, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy are still very much believed here. While M1 (the oldest of the twins) knows who they are he pretends for his brothers sake. The other day they informed me that the Tooth Fairy needs to be fired because she wasn’t doing her job as there was 3 teeth in the tooth fairy box (we have a cute little box where all the teeth go and tooth fairy leaves the money). Oldest piped up “yeah mom you need to send her an email to remember my money”

    Gotta love kids :)

  6. Yikes. *cringes with you* I so didn’t want to hear this, lol! SuperGirl has always been very good with receptive speech, but since she has a speech delay with articulation, we’ve just gone along with the convenient thought that she doesn’t understand a lot of the stuff we say. Of course, she does. =P But since she can’t say she does, at least we haven’t felt bad about it yet, lol.

    Elise, who is going to start spelling a WHOLE lot more words. =)
    P.S. YAY for Foo Fighters! =)

  7. Hilarious. And can totally relate – I’ve got two little 4 1/2 year olds running around the world keeping me honest these days. Oh the things they can say!

  8. We can’t say much around Busybee (3), she hears everything, even when you think she’s not paying attention. So we’re those ridiculous people that spell everything, which frankly can be a real challenge sometimes.

    As for music, even my 20 month old will sing Christina Perri’s Bang, Bang, Bang, which is totally hysterical. But I remember as a child singing to songs like sugar walls and I just had no idea what I was singing – but the first time you listen to that stuff when you get it, it’s like woah!

    • Oh, I know what you mean. I used to sing Little Red Corvette when I was a kid. I think my mom didn’t realize what it was about until it was too late, lol. By then I already knew the lyrics.

  9. To get to our house you have to travel a half mile dirt track full of pot holes and a couple of speed bumps to reach the main road. I tend to race down the track needing to get somewhere in a hurry.
    My husband was driving the girls home one day when my older daughter pipes up from the back seat.
    “Daddy why are you slowing down?”
    “For the speed bumps”
    “Oh. What are speed bumps?”
    Busted.

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