My daughter was lounging on the porch with her neighbor friend. I walked past her, getting ready for some yard work.
Me: Whatcha doin?
Nat: Nothing, we're bored.
Me: Huh, why don't you girls write some poems.
Friend: Why would we do that? Writing is school work.
Nat: yea Dad, I don't want to write. That's what school is for.
Me: Oh come on, don't tell me you guys couldn't think up a good poem? Like this.
"There once was a girl from South Bend, who sat on the porch with her friend. She pouted and whined, and wasted her time, unaware that soon summer would end."Nat: DAD!
Me: What, coming up with a poem isn't hard when you have good source material.
I then got the eye roll to end all eye rolls. I walked away to get back to my work, and left her there to obviously talk with her friend about what an embarrassing dad she had.
This doesn't have to be the end of the story. I actually have a list posted on my fridge for those kinds of moments, and am usually able to find something to catch their attention. The list ranges from drawing a flip book, to blowing bubbles. From building a ramp to drive Hot Wheels® over to hosting a tea party. I might have to go through a couple ideas to find one that sticks, but it's never failed me yet.
Today however, I let her activity be shaking her head at her nerd of a dad.
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