Caelum and Daddy sat down to play Memory. I was in the sun room nursing Everett and getting him ready for bed. All of a sudden I heard Caelum start melting down in the bedroom:
“You’re not doing it right! Daddy, stop! You’re not doing it right!”
Chris attempted to calm him down and asked how exactly he was supposed to be doing it (because really, how wrong can you “do” the Memory game?), but Caelum was having none of it. It was just beyond hope, in his tiny person’s opinion.
Caelum came out to me and asked me to play instead. He waited patiently as I finished with Everett and got him to bed, then we sat down on the bedroom floor to play Memory. I started laying out the cards in a little grid, and he was immediately satisfied.
“You’re doing it right! That’s not how Daddy did it.”
Confused, because I wasn’t doing anything spectacular or out of the ordinary here, I told him he better get Daddy and show him how he preferred it be done. So Chris came in and sat down to play with us.
After one successful round, Caelum wanted to play again, so Chris started laying out the cards.
“Look!” Caelum’s head whipped over to me with amazement on his face. “He no acting crazy no more!!”
Upon further discussion, Chris admitted that perhaps yes, he had been acting a little crazy in his layout of Memory cards earlier. He had put them in a circle of sorts on the floor, kind of a mishmash, and it was clearly the work of a certifiably crazy person (at least in a 3-year-old’s view). I’m still laughing about Caelum’s gleeful reaction to his Daddy’s restored sanity.