What Kind of Egg are We Talking About Here?
From the time Leo was three, one of his favorite games was âThe Egg Game,â where heâd pretend to hatch from an egg and make us guess what sort of creature he was.Â
Now, Sally is three, and playing the Egg Game herself. And while she is content to lean on her older brotherâs passions for inspiration (just this morning, she hatched as âa Skylanderâ), the fact that sheâs playing at all has led Leo to want to join into his old game once more.
And when a kid with a relatively advanced vocabulary plays a toddlerâs game, it can lead to some funny moments to be sure.
This morning, Leo was basically leading me through a narrative in real time, doing something (suddenly saying âwhat?â) and then telling me what my âtakeâ should be (Daddy...youâre AMAZED that I just said a word after hatching from my egg!â)
At some point, he got lost in the plot, saying things âin characterâ that his character couldnât have known based on what he had said one minute prior. When I asked him about one discrepancy or another, we had the following exchange:
ME: Wait...how could you know that if you just hatched out of your egg?
LEO: Oh...well...I just HATCHED from my egg, but Iâve been inside it for years, listening.
ME: I see. I didnât know creatures did that.
LEO: Oh yeah, they do. Iâve been ready to go from the moment I got laid!
ME: Well THAT rings true at least...
Sometimes, you need to play along with your kidsâ games to be considered a âgood parent.â But on other times, all you have to do, against all odds, is to keep a straight face.