Mother's Day Card Post-Mortem
I don't know how concerned I should be about my Mother's Day cards. I received darling little hand-made cards from my kids for Mother's Day. They did them at their preschool. They wrote their names, and "I heart V" and "HA99y Mothea3 DAY." Cute. They tried hard. Sounds good so far, right?
So, here is a photo of Kitty Cat's card. She's 5. It's a nice gecko lizard. Kitty Cat explained to me that, "the gecko is going to eat the flowers, but has to run away because that black cloud is about to shoot him with lightning and kill him." This is a Mother's Day card. I expected something, well, more sentimental. Does Kitty Cat feel like someone is luring her with food only to hurt her? Maybe her brother? Maybe the gecko is her brother... or me? I can't figure it out. I'll leave it at that and try not to answer the questions and just give her the benefit of the doubt - she was trying to be funny. I did get a good laugh out of it, so that counts for something! But, wait, her twin brother made a card, too...
OK, so here is a photo of Guy-guy's Mother's Day card. Doors. Doors with knobs and locks. I asked his teacher if they were talking about doors right before all the kids did the cards. The answer was "no." Guess what? Two days later, he draws me another Mother's Day card with more doors and I'm thinking I need to call Dr. Freud! Does he think there is a communication barrier between us? Is this his Oedipus complex shutting me out because I told him he could only kiss his future girlfriend (not me) on the lips? Why, on the day when other kids are trying to draw hearts for their mom, does my son draw a series of doors?
Methinks the psychologist bills are going to be mighty high in this house. Dead lizards and doors. I thought I deserved better, but this must be love, 5 year old style.
Alix also blogs at www.mednauseum.blogspot.com a blog devoted to research supporting dietary and environmental causes of chronic illness.
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