My daughter is nine and a half years old, in the fourth grade. Because of her carefree upbringing (at least I think so, she strongly disagrees), everyone says raising children is hard, but I've never seen anyone regret it. Before having a child, I thought that the time when they were small was the most fun; after having a child, I realized that every moment with my own child is good. I always feel that her mental maturity doesn't match her age. Below are some recent shocking quotes from her:
1. When we went to the hospital for blood tests, she became super relaxed before it even started.
First: She requested that the blood test be done last among all the other tests, which is a waste of time, but she said it was necessary.
Second: During the preparation for the blood test, she repeatedly went to the bathroom.
Third: She began wailing loudly, and I couldn't help but laugh - comrade, it hasn't even started yet!
Finally: She insisted that I tell the nurse auntie to do it gently so it wouldn't hurt as much.
That night, lying in bed, I asked her why. Her response was this:
"Mom! Every time the nurse auntie draws blood, I feel my blood slowly flowing out, fearing that she will drain me dry. Then I feel chest tightness, dizziness, and my arm starts to go numb..."
Ah, comrades, it's your teacher's fault, right? You've been reading too many fairy tales, haven't you? Your imagination is running wild!
2. "Mom, don't you think Edison and Lu Ban were too bad? They invented all these things, leaving nothing for us to invent. There's nothing good left for us to discover!"
I sighed to the heavens, Mr. Edison and Mr. Lu, how could you have done such a thankless task?
3. An article received praise from her teacher, and I seized the opportunity to instill in her the importance of good habits for learning.
"Look, when writing essays, if you read more regularly and focus while writing, unexpected inspiration will come."
"Why does that happen?"
"Because the human brain is a very magical thing."
"Yes, yes, but why does it have to look so ugly?"
(Who is she calling ugly? The brain? Yes! I want to cry...))
"How can you say that? People cannot be judged by their appearance, just like the sea cannot be measured by a bucket. Have you heard that saying?"
"I've heard it, but you know what? It could have grown into a heart shape or something else, but why does it look so disgusting? Lumpy and squiggly, sticking together like poop..."
At this moment, my daughter frowned deeply, looking as if she bore a great grudge against the world. I deeply felt that she was seriously worried about this issue. Humanity has no way to stop this person's hatred for the appearance of the human brain. Fine, I'm too lazy to deal with her, let's sleep.
4. We planned to celebrate the New Year at my mother-in-law's house. My daughter started worrying long ago: If we go to Grandma's house, won't we miss out on the red envelopes here? She thought about this for a very long time.
Finally, she told me, "I've come up with a plan. I'll ask my younger brother (my cousin, 4 years old) to collect them on my behalf, and when I come back, I'll give him half."
I teased her, "Will that be worth it? You'll lose a lot!"
"Hmm, then I'll give him one-third." And she reached an agreement with her younger brother.
In the end, the family had the New Year's Eve dinner early, and she successfully collected all the red envelopes. She let out a deep sigh of relief, thrilled!
5. Usually, her dad sleeps with her. One day, I held her while sleeping, feeling immense love for her. I said, "Sweetheart, when you're 20 or 30, would you still like to sleep with mom like this?"
"Yes, but what about my husband then?"
"One day with me, one day with him."
"Yes, and one day with Dad."
"Mom, do people have any feelings when they're about to die?"
"I don't know, there should be some feelings, right?"
"Will it hurt when they cremate you?"
"No, once you're dead, you won't feel anything, so it won't hurt."
"Oh, rest assured, I won't burn you. I'll bury you."
"What?! Why are you thinking about that?!"
"You're thinking about my future (referring to sleeping arrangements), so I'm also thinking about your future."
Daughter, you've shocked me.
6. Her dad sings every day, "I am a little little bird ~~~~~~ wanting to fly but can't reach high ~~~~~~~~~"
Under his influence, one day, she sang, "I am a little little bird ~~~~~~ killed before I could fly ~~~~~~~~~~"