It all started with those Woolworths cards. One minute I had completely sane, well-adjusted 7-year-old twin boys, the next – I had two major obsessions on my hands.
My name is Jennifer, and my kids are obsessed with animals.
I know, I know – hardly something to worry about. As far as fixations go, it’s a pretty educational and fun one for my kids to have.
And let me tell you – they are fixated. Every conversation, every poster on the wall, every toy, every book, every website, every TV show… All animals.
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I guess I had forgotten the capability kids have to become crazy about one particular thing. When I was young, it was Titanic (not the movie, which was not even close to coming out, but let’s not talk about how old I am). My dad had an old book about the Titanic and within a day I was hooked. I needed to know everything. I may or may not have ended up painting portholes on my walls.
So I get it. But I guess with my boys it just took me by surprise. It’s been such a whirlwind I feel like I need to break it down to understand just how it got to the point I have two young kids who are already researching veterinary schools.
It started with the Woolworths cards, I know that much. I’m sure many of you went through that adventure.
Then came the silence. You know when things are just a little too quiet? So quiet that you know you should probably go and find out why but you’re also enjoying a rare moment of peace? Yeah, it got that quiet. Eventually I found them huddled around the computer, reading about Africa.
The silence didn’t last long though. Within a couple of days the backyard was an imaginary safari. Apparently we had every animal on earth back there, from puppies to lions to elephants. I couldn’t see them but I took the boys’ word for it. I was just glad they were willingly using their imaginations instead of watching TV. I felt like I was winning at parenting.
Next came the demands for the zoo. Oh, how they talked about the zoo. It was like their Mecca or something. When were going to the zoo? How long until we go to the zoo? Thanks for taking us to the zoo mum, when are going again?