Children love repetition. They need it, in fact. They need it to learn. They need it to feel secure.
Repetition annoys me. "It's repetitive. And redundant" (100 points if you know where that quote is from). My kids rarely even ask me to reread a book anymore because they already know the answer: Nope!
The neighbor across the street and a few doors down suffers from some form of advanced dementia. In the last hour, she has come over to our house 7 times:
Repetition annoys me. "It's repetitive. And redundant" (100 points if you know where that quote is from). My kids rarely even ask me to reread a book anymore because they already know the answer: Nope!
The neighbor across the street and a few doors down suffers from some form of advanced dementia. In the last hour, she has come over to our house 7 times:
asking if we have seen her husband,
complaining that she was locked out of her house,
mistaking us for her grandkids and great-grandkids,
telling us everybody left her and nobody even left her a note.
We go through the same routine with her each time, "That must be frustrating. Look, I see your husband's car in your driveway. He must be home now." She walks back to her house only to return in 5 to 15 minutes and have the same conversation. If our garage door is up, she often enters, mistaking it for her own.
My kids are great with her. They've observed me interacting with her, and now they repeat the same phrases and point her back in the right direction while I listen through the window.
Her kids are trying to get her into a nursing home because she's become a handful and they can't keep up with her. I can't imagine how exhausting and frustrating it must be to have to have the same conversation hundreds of times a day, so I'm glad my kids were able to help out for the past hour.
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