Conversations with my family | Living with Gleigh

If you live in a family, you’ve gotten into one of those conversations. “What conversations?” you’re asking. You know those conversations, the ones you have with one member of your family, but for various reasons, other members of your family are within earshot and they respond too.

I don’t mean secret conversations, I’m talking about the variety of conversation when no one is sure who you’re talking to, so they all answer.

It most often happens if you live in a small house, the house has really good heat ducts so you can be heard from anywhere, or the house has a central, megaphone type room that transmits voices easily around the house.

My house has all three of these aspects, although no one seems to find the need to answer voices heard through the heat duct, knowing for certain I would never get on my knees and talk to them this way.

These conversations go something like this: one child is in the kitchen (we’ll refer to her as KK for kid in kitchen), I am sitting in the attached living room, my husband is sitting in the adjacent family room and another child is down the hall from the living room in her bedroom (we’ll refer to her as KR for kid in room).

Me: Have you finished your homework?

Dad: Do I have to work tomorrow?

KR: What?

KK: Yes. I’m working on it.

Dad: Did you need my help?

KR: What?Me: No, I’m talking to KK.

Dad: What? You’re talking to my friend Ray?

Me: No, I’m talking to KK about her homework.

KR: What? Did you need me?

Dad: Did my mom call?

Me: No, I am talking to KK about her homework.

KR: Oh.

Dad: What?

Me: So do you have enough time to finish it today or will you need another day?

Dad: Who’s at the door?

Me: No one is at the door, KK has homework.

KR: Did you want me again?

Me: I never wanted you, I was talking to KK.

KR: What do you mean you never wanted me?

Me: I don’t mean it like that, I meant I didn’t need you to come in here.

Dad: You need me to come in there?

Me: No, I’m talking to the kids, you are in no way part of this conversation.

Dad: I need to get the mail?

Me: [Finally standing up and going in to dad to assure him his presence is not necessary and into KR to assure her I’ve always wanted her but didn’t need her services, sitting down in the living room again to continue my conversation with KK who is now KR2 (kid in room 2)], So do you have enough time to finish your homework?

KR: Me?

Me: No, KR, I’m talking to KR2, but do you have homework too?

Dad: What? You need me to paint something blue?

So by now you are either laughing your head off or wondering just what is wrong with us and thinking we desperately need family counseling or at the least hearing aids. However, there are statistics that claim parents and teens don’t spend enough time talking to each other, but my family converses all the time, whether we mean to or not.

Gretchen Leigh is a stay-at-home mom who lives in Covington. She continues to attempt to break through the family conversation continuum. You can also read more of her writing and her daily blog on her website or on Facebook at “Living with Gleigh.”


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