At 1:03 AM this morning, Jake woke me up.
To ask me:
"Mom. What is an antibiotic?"
And because I continue to encourage learning and made a solemn promise to myself that I would always answer their questions using age-appropriate language, I rubbed my eyes, knocked on my noggin, and tried to answer his question.
I wasn't doing a very good job, because he wouldn't stop interrupting me with even MORE questions...
(ASIDE....to all of Jake's former, current, and future educators.....I AM SOOOO SOOOOOO VERRRRY SORRRRY!!!!)
(ASIDE #2......to the person who called us The Family of Interruptors....KUDOS)
So I switched metaphors and decided to use the metaphor of vaccinations.
I got his attention, because he's not a fan of .... SHOTS.
But he IS a fan of history! It's become his favorite subject in school, he loves watching documentaries, and he has begun to reference Revolutionary War, Civil War, WWII, and Vietnam battles by name. And he's become quite the expert on the 13 Hours of Benghazi. Loves learning about "almost all" of the Presidents....
So I decided to use the Polio Vaccine as an example.
I asked him if he knew of anybody famous who had Polio.
He excitedly exclaimed, "YEAH! FDR!"
I then told him about Dr. Jonas Salk.
"His name was SOCK, Mom?"
"No, SALK. Like WALK, TALK...."
I try to move on. Since it's 1:13 AM.
I think I did a respectable job,
Until he started screaming. Yes, my lamb wa screaming. At 1:17 AM.
YOU told DOCTOR JILL that it was OKAY to GIVVVVE ME
POLLLLLL EEEEEEEE OHHHHHHH????
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU??????
If only he knew I "told" Doctor Jill to give him Measles, Mumps, Rubella, Diptheria, Whooping Cough, yearly doses of Influenza.....
I'll keep that little tidbit for another day.
Because, I am 100% confident that day will come.