It’s an affliction I think all children get in their childhood….the ability to use the phrase “I’m bored.” I’m not sure exactly where it comes from or how they get it. Someone should invest some money in developing a vaccine for it. Maybe it isn’t the actual being bored part I don’t like, its the whiny proclamation that is like nails on a chalk board!
I’m of the opinion that children should be bored, at least once in awhile. It forces their brains to work, tests the limits of their imagination and makes them just be for a minute. Rest is vital to growing. It seems that no matter what all children utter the phrase, despite what we think we are doing as parents, or the rules and values with instill in our children. Basically I’m going with, “its not my fault.” Otherwise I’ll beat myself up. When I was young I think I remember my mom saying something to the effect of, “If you’re bored you can scrub the floors with a toothbrush.” That’s not off my list of possible things to do yet, but yesterday an epiphany was had.
This is the ‘Bored Box’. What is the ‘Bored Box’ you ask? You know those random toys you find all over the place? You know, under the kitchen table, in your bedroom, in your bed, in the couch cushions. Well they get tossed in the ‘Bored Box’ and when the little
devils darlings need some assistance in coming up with something to do they get to put away the same number of toys as their years on this planet. We’ll see how it goes. Seems like a genius idea….from much strife comes great success right?