This week’s prompt is a quote from Ron Wild: ‘Seek the wisdom of the ages but look at the world through the eyes of a child’
Here’s how it prompted me:
Some P-words that make Thing 1&2 laugh – poos and pottys!
Mademoiselle: “Mummy, I have a joke. Knock knock…”
Me: “Who’s there?”
Mademoiselle: “Mr Who…”
Me: “Mr Who, who?”
Mademoiselle “Mr Who doing a poo!”
Mademoiselle falls about laughing, and I mean properly laughing. Then does her ‘poo’ dance – adopts a sort of Ganglam style position – legs wide apart, bendy at the knee – and jumps bendy style from left to right and back again, and as she does this she hits her bottom with clenched fist singing ‘poo poo man’. It has to be seen to be believed.
Every time this happens she thinks its hilarious. We’ve been through this joke-and-dance scenario at least 20 times just today. At least.
The first half dozen times it was funny and I did genuinely laugh. The next half dozen not quite so much (because when I laughed she got a good reaction so she told it some more… you see the pattern?!) the last dozen times I tried to laugh but if I’m honest, it was more of a guffaw because I was doing other things and it’s not really that funny anymore. Right?.
Little Mister is soon in on the act. He attempts to copy his sister’s funny dance but instead ends up hopping on his left leg (his new trick), arms circling like propellers to keep his balance and singing ‘Mr poo poo maaan’ in toddler tones. This launches his sister into uncontrollable laughter…and the cycle starts all over again.
Through the eyes of a 6 ¼ year old child this joke & dance is hilarious no matter how many times it’s repeated. It’s short, it’s easily memorised and it involves one of the funniest things on this planet…poo!
And we use the “p” word a lot in our house;
1. Either I’m shouting “mind the poo” as she scoots too close to the verge of the cycle path
2. Little Mister is yelling “poo coming, mummy” now that he’s the proud wearer of Fireman Sam pants
3. or mademoiselle uses as a pre-fix to everything, such as ‘what would you like for breakfast?” “poo-Krispies” / ‘hey, shall we go to the park?’ “yeah, the poo-park” … you get the idea
And whenever I say the ‘P’ word Thing 1 and Thing 2 just fall about laughing. No matter where they are, whether in public or in posh company, they just do what comes instinctively to them and properly, heartily, laugh.
Humour is so important in our lives but sometimes it’s difficult to find the humour in the everyday when the pressure is on, lunchboxes haven’t been made and you’re running late for everything.
So I’m taking the wisdom of my age *I won’t reveal that here* and trying to look through the eyes of child and let myself find wonder and more laughter in the everyday. And when I do I find the laughter is contagious.
Life through the eyes of a child is funny, free of restraint and full of joy without any effort, and it feels quite liberating when its replicated in adult life.
There’s humour all around, I just have to make more of an effort to find it – unlike Mademoiselle’s jokes which just aren’t funny *sorry darling* xx
Sara says “a piece of writing can convey information, knowledge, emotion; it can take us to places we’ve never been and change our world view. It can make us cry or it can make us laugh. It can challenge our perceptions, our misconceptions. It can teach us” – and I agree. She ‘prompts’ bloggers with a word and they write what it means to them. Some of the prompts do what Sara set out to do, they make me stop and think. So I’ve decided to give it a go.
Now, I don’t profess to be a seasoned, eloquent writer at all so use this #ThePrompt, as a springboard to discover those who do!
I'm Tracey, nice to meet you. Mummyshire was 'born' three years ago after we moved from London to the Oxford countryside. Here I chart our journey adjusting to our new lives, the challenges of being in the countryside & surviving parenthood.