We let our kids follow their whims. You know. Whims. Things like taking the machete into the bamboo forest to chop down a walking stick (no, not the 5yo. The 13yo can). Or, using a magnifying glass to burn holes in a half-dozen leaves then trying it out on ants (if you had fire ants in your area, you would to. yes. you would.)
Occasionally, if they mention something for long enough – months, years – and seem to really really want it, and if it is not an Xbox 360 or some other electronic gadget that no matter how hard they try, they cannot convince us is "educational," occasionally, the convincing falls on listening ears. It is then that we try to do what we can to acquire the whatever-is-required to do that thing the kid wants to do.
This is what our 8-year-old chose to pursue this year….
For months he has asked for a skateboard, which, thanks to his skateboarding friends, "can not be bought at WalMart. Target is okay, if we really have to, but the very very best is at the skate shop. " Great. He's eight, and he's already telling us to buy from a high-end store.
Finally, after bringing home a friend's skate catalogs, begging every evening to visit an online skating shop, asking to browse that local (expensive) shop every Wednesday, reminding us yet again to not buy the WalMart ones…. Finally, he convinced us that he is seriously considering skateboarding as his future occupation, so we probably should consider getting him started so he'll be good enough to make money at it later.
Finally he got what he was after…
I'm secretly hoping he doesn't actually learn how to use it. Or maybe he can be like his fraidy-cat mama and just sit on the thing. That's fun, too.
But just in case he ever does hold his balance long enough to skate, I decked him out in lots of safety gear.
I need something for that cute little chin, though. And the ankles. And his fingertips…