Today at breakfast I was lecturing my 12 year old son on the importance of multitasking. Here we were, running late as usual for school, and he is slowly slurping away at his cereal with a blank look on his face. Meanwhile, I am packing four kids lunches, brushing the girls hair, loading the dishwasher, answering the telephone, making breakfasts and re-heating my coffee in the microwave for the fifth time this morning. Frustrated, I decided that it was time for the kids to learn about multitasking.
First, I did mention that women were far superior than men at the art of multitasking, so I gave my son the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps, women are born multitaskers, perhaps it is learned, I don’t know, but at my house, the girls are definitely better than the boys. My husband has not been a very good role model…the only multitasking he can do is watching Tv and filling his mouth with chips at the same time. Talent!
Then, I explained how in the amount of time it took my son to finish his bowl of Frosted Flakes, I had already accomplished numerous tasks that would make his and my life easier, all simultaneously. He stared at me. I could see the wheels turning in his head, perhaps I got through to him?
He slowly raises from the table, grabs his iPad, heads to the bathroom and closes the door.
After a minute, he yells out to me, “How’s that for multitasking?”
I have raised a smart ass…