I think for me it would be four. It’s a great age, just think about it for a second. At four you’re old enough to wipe your own butt, but still young enough to be waited on hand and foot and coddled. At four, you’re still really not expected to do much other than pick up your TOYS!!! Rough life. Whining is still tolerated and your metabolism is through the roof!!!
I realized this over the weekend when we took our son Jackson, who’s four, and his little buddy who’s five to the movies. But not just any movie, we went to the Studio Movie Grill in Rocklin, which was awesome. The perfect place to take kids who like to talk and eat during the movie. Before it even started, Jackson and his friend Alex got into a deep conversation… and not the kinds we have as adults about finances, politics, religion. They had a five minute conversation about chewing gum. I don’t remember who said what… but it went something like this..
Here, have a piece of bubble gum. It’s so good. Have you ever had bubble gum? I love bubble gum. Chomp chomp. This is so good. But, be careful, you don’t want to swallow it. Just chew it. And, my dad says to keep your mouth closed. Chomp, chomp, chomp, with their mouths kind of closed. So, how long do I chew it? Until it loses its flavor, that’s when you can stop chewing it. You don’t have to chew the whole time, you can take a rest. But, when you’re done, don’t throw it on the floor. And remember, don’t swallow it. Chomp. Chomp. Chomp. What happens if you swallow it? I don’t know, my mom just said not to swallow it. Mmmm. This is so good. Chomp, chomp.
It was the cutest thing to watch, until a few minutes later I hear, “Mom, I’m done.” As he takes the gum out of his mouth and HANDS IT TO ME!! Oh to be four again! Instead of mom age!