Both of my toddlers are slow, but one is much slower than the other. So slow, even slow things move faster than she does. Things like:
2. Anything in a crock pot
3. Lines at the DMV
4. The phases of the moon
5. The three-toed sloth (who moves at a maximum of 10 feet per minute, which is about 8 feet more than my child)
6. Rewind function on a VHS player
7. Global warming
8. The first half of Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody”
9. The line of succession to the British throne
10. Me getting through all my laundry
12. A decade
13. The Tour de France
15. The decomposition of a Keurig K-cup
This doesn’t just happen with putting on clothes—it’s everything from brushing teeth, eating, bathing, to getting out of the car (good Lord, my child is so slow getting out of the car). It takes less time for the Earth to orbit the sun than it does for this toddler to get from her car seat onto the ground.
Nothing has been a greater lesson in patience than the speed of my toddlers doing anything. Maybe by the time they are 18, their speed will almost be as fast as global warming?