Fayetteville, N.C. — My poor son just cannot seem to shut up.
Here we are, in the latter half of second grade, and the kid continues to bring home “frowny faces” on his behavior chart. No, it’s not for playing pranks or getting into fights or any other acts of general mayhem. It’s because he talks, all the time, no matter how many billions of times he’s been told to zip it. To say that I feel like a broken record at this point is an understatement.
Me: Eli. You have to be quiet.
Eli: I know, Mom.
Me: But son, you keep talking.
Eli: I know, Mom. I’m sorry. I’ll do better.
I suppose I should hardly be surprised. This was the biggest problem Eli had transitioning from preschool to kindergarten.
Me: Eli. You have to stop talking.
Five-year-old Eli: But why, Mom? Why is talking bad? I’m not being bad. I’m just talking!
Sigh. I’ve tried to explain that part of growing up means learning that sometimes, it is inappropriate to talk.
Me: If I go to a movie theater and talk when I’m not supposed to, guess what? They ask me to leave.
Eli: But why would you talk at a movie?
Me: That’s not the point, Eli… The point is, there are just some times everyone has to be quiet.
Eli: Well, duh. Everyone knows not to talk at a movie.
Double sigh. I suppose Eli’s problem isn’t just talking, it’s that he tends to be a bit argumentative as well.
Wonder where he gets these qualities from?
Jennifer is a mom of two and WRAL-TV assignment editor in Fayetteville. Her food obsession memoir, “Designated Fat Girl,” came out in 2010. Read more about Jennifer and her book on her website.