“Have you brushed your teeth?”
“Oop, i forgot.”
Forgot? How can an eight year old, who seems of sound mind and body, go up to the bathroom specifically to brush his teeth, and instead spend five minutes wandering about in a dream, pick up a few toys and put them down again, fiddle with his socks so the seams line up straight, and then come down to put his shoes on, his teeth still encrusted with Cheerios?
It’s the kind of thing I’m starting to do, but I have a few years on him. He’s contracting early onset middle age, but without the excuse of a head full of worries.
I’ve read that the children of hyper-efficient parents are often less organised themselves. So does this give me the reason I need to sit back and watch him forget his packed lunch/library books/homework/football kit/coat/trousers?
I’m not sure the school is ready for the full Ben flying solo experience.
