Wonder why I’m forever calling my son “crazy” or my little “wild card”? Wonder why I have an abundance of gray hairs? Well, you’re about to witness the reason.
I asked Big T to sit down so I could asked him some questions. I showed him last year’s birthday interview to refresh his memory of the process, and I incentivized his participation with a bribe of an extra birthday gift.
The result? Well, for one, an extremely frustrated mom.
He wouldn’t sit still and answer my questions. I asked the same thing over and over because he insisted on being difficult. A week went by and I left the video alone before I finally sat down to edit it. Expecting to be utterly disappointed with the result.
But as I pulled up his interview, I couldn’t stop laughing. Yes, he was all over the place. And yes, he was being so silly, and difficult and just… HIMSELF. Why should I expect him to be sit still serious when that’s absolutely not him?
I told my husband about my revelation and he told me something I’ll never forget.
“The point isn’t to get perfect answers, it’s to capture his personality. And you did that.”
He gets it! Now I should too.