My nephew, Elliot, is only 4, but somehow reminds me of a grown person. Interestingly, Elliot also tells his mommy he can't wait to grow up. I suspect it's got to do with his favorite sports like basketball and bowling - they're all too BIG for him, which makes him really frustrated.Just a short while ago, he'd announced he wanted to build houses at 16. But by last week, he'd already changed his mind- he wanted to be a gas-station attendant instead. Kids have no reservations about their dreams.
Have you ever been to a kid's birthday party? On Elliot's 4th, I was so amused when I saw the array of friends at his party - there were 3 Angola kids, 1 Swede, 1 Thai, 2 Koreans and a couple of Americans - like a mini United Nation. The house was topsy-turvy, with the different representatives of the UN screaming and fighting for the same toys. Not as if there weren't enough toys to share. Everyone, for some strange reasons, ended up wanting the same thing.
If you want the kids to behave, you bring out the birthday cake and start the birthday song. Civility is conditioned, which we must know by now. The cake and song in a birthday party definitely command a lot more respect; adults are merely waiters and cleaners.
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