Posts Tagged ‘Honesty’

It’s Never Helped Me, At Least

May 31, 2018

Since you don’t really find out what you’re going to do until the moment comes, the wisest course of action is to not fret about it at all until the moment actually arrives.

This is a classic example of something that is true, but also profoundly unhelpful.

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My Current Catch-22

April 23, 2018

The challenge:  Teach my son to focus and how to maintain an even temper.

The difficulty:  Parenthood frequently makes it difficult for me to focus and/or to maintain an even temper.

The Sounds Of A Growth Spurt

February 8, 2018

“I’m hungry.”

“But you just . . . okay, right.  No problem.  I can get you something else.”

“I’m hungry.”

“But you just . . . okay, right.  No problem.  I can get you something else . . .”

(Repeat ad nauseam.)

I’ll Be Better Tomorrow, So At Least I Can Be Thankful About That

November 23, 2017

I can think of no better way to describe my mood today than by admitting that when Mom expressed her hope that we have a good Thanksgiving, my actual response was “I hope we have a good one too.”

That’s My Boy!

August 18, 2016

Some parents would call it a “proud parent” moment when their child knows the answer in class that no one else does, and I suppose I would as well . . . but some things are more impressive to me than factual knowledge.

For instance, when my son’s teacher asked his class if they were excited about the new program they were going to be using in class soon, one by one all my son’s classmates dutifully indicated that they were; meanwhile my son’s symbolic “no” floated lonely and alone next to a sea of yeses.

My son remained unyielding though, because while he was neither for nor against said new program, the question had been was he “excited” about it, and excited about it he was not.

I Think I Need Help

August 15, 2016

Today my son started his first day of school . . . from home.

Did I not specifically mention I was going to try homeschooling him?  Well . . . I am.

“Why am I doing this?” you might ask.

Oh . . . well, you know . . . my life wasn’t complex enough as it was, and free time is overrated anyway.

My Life As A Comic Strip

August 2, 2016

My son did fine on his “first day of school schedule.” He was amiable and interested in whatever school project we were doing at the moment.

He also exhausted everything I had planned for him in the first hour.

Fortunately for me, I had been warned about this possibility by those with an actual background in early childhood education, so I managed to adapt, but I do find myself in the position of considering the second day of his school schedule with the attitude of “We have to do it again?!”

Personally I blame Charles Schulz for this, because I’m pretty sure I remember Sally saying something similar to this in an old Peanuts strip . . .

It’ll Probably Be Me

August 1, 2016

School starts for my son soon.

Strictly speaking, he and I start his “school schedule” today though so he can be (in theory) adapted to said schedule by the time school actually starts for him in a couple of weeks.  In practical terms this means that in about an hour I’m going to be saying to at least one of us, “You’ve known this day was coming for a long time.  We even talked about this last night, so I do not want to hear gripe one about how terrible you feel today, or how you’d rather be doing almost anything else.”

Well . . . I Didn’t

March 21, 2016

I tend to run a “tad” on the overprotective side when it comes to those I care about, but I do my best to keep a sense of perspective about it.

Case in point, the other day Lala pointed toward someone and informed me, “That’s the guy I told you about, the one who asked me out the other day.”

Barely even looking at him, I replied, “Aside from his impeccable taste, I have nothing good to say about him.”

But Honestly, This Is A ‘No’ Brainer

June 19, 2015

There’s one way to find out if a man is honest – ask him. If he says, ‘Yes,’ you know he is a crook.

Groucho Marx