There’s a book about dinosaurs that Declan likes to read but it’s not really about dinosaurs.  It’s about a creature even more ferocious than a dinosaur and that’s the problem: the first two pages are about dinosaurs and have pictures of dinosaurs and then the rest of the book is about this expedition to find the other creature, which is decidedly less interesting and, as it turns out, MUCH less ferocious than a dinosaur.  So Declan excitedly demands we read the book and smiles and giggles all the way through the first two pages… and then he loses interest and starts to look confused and points to the book and says his version of the word “dinosaur” which sounds strangely similar to his word for “banana.”

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There’s a book about dinosaurs that Declan likes to read but it’s not really about dinosaurs.  It’s about a creature even more ferocious than a dinosaur and that’s the problem: the first two pages are about dinosaurs and have pictures of dinosaurs and then the rest of the book is about this expedition to find the other creature, which is decidedly less interesting and, as it turns out, MUCH less ferocious than a dinosaur.  So Declan excitedly demands we read the book and smiles and giggles all the way through the first two pages… and then he loses interest and starts to look confused and points to the book and says his version of the word “dinosaur” which sounds strangely similar to his word for “banana.”

That was intended to make a point. This is my life. Reading and re-reading the same few paragraphs over and over.  I actually have no idea what happens after the midway point of the book because I’ve never finished it.

The problem isn’t limited to dinosaur books.  Declan is constantly pointing to things, and so we go over to see them and spend 6.2 seconds there, and then he’s excitedly pointing to something else (and by excitedly I mean: babbling on with the intensity one would expect if one sighted the Lochness Monster or perhaps a dog dressed as a teddy bear…not, you know, a ceiling fan or a fork) and so off we go to check that out. It’s like circuit training at the gym.

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Hanging out with someone who has the attention span of a walnut (editor’s note: I don’t know what this means, either) can be exhausting, especially since I have a strong desire to finish books or projects, to organize blocks, to put things back where they belong, to sit down for hours and focus on one thing and one thing only.

Then again, zipping around from here to there makes life pretty interesting.

Then again, zipping around from here to there makes life pretty interesting.

Then again, zipping around from here to there makes life pretty interesting.

Since everything else is on repeat in my life (Sesame Street songs, laundry, the news), that’s my mantra now. Gotta keep repeating it or I’ll go crazy and end up CLEANING ALL THE THINGS and choosing to spend my free time finishing the last half of a book about dinosaurs.

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