Posts Tagged ‘Parenthood’

We Could Use It

April 22, 2019

With a little luck, we’re on the final week of schoolwork needed for my son to put second grade behind him.

So wish us luck.

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An Excerpt From Some Play With My Son

April 10, 2019

Mysterious Voice (My son):  Once again we need your help on an adventure.

Our “Not So Brave” Hero (Me):  Can’t you get somebody else to do it?

Mysterious Voice:  We wanted Superman, but he’s on another continent.

Our “Not So Brave” Hero:  I can wait.

Mysterious Voice:  No!

Our “Not So Brave” Hero:  Fiiiiiiiiine.

So I Think He Got It

April 9, 2019

Recently I used the phrase “chewing the scenery” within earshot of my son, but I had my doubts that he’d fully understood what I meant until a few days later I heard him say that someone was “chewing the scenery like a rancor chewing on the fourth wall.”

He Was Grinning When He Asked That Though, So MAYBE He Was Kidding And Actually Got The Point This Time

April 8, 2019

“We’ll get started in about twenty minutes,” I told my son this morning.  “Nineteen minutes, to be precise.”

“I thought you were done with being ‘precise,'” he replied.  “It’s kind of annoying.”

“The day I can say ‘about twenty minutes’ and you accept that as an answer is the day I’ll stop being so ‘precise,'” I told him.

“But is that eighteen minutes . . . or twenty-two . . . or seventeen . . . or what?” my son then wanted to know.

Well . . . No GOOD Jokes, I Mean

April 2, 2019

Recently my son was introduced to the concept of a “pet rock,” and is currently in class with his new “pet.”

I don’t really have a joke for this.  I just wanted this event recorded.

And That’s No Joke

April 1, 2019

Happy “Don’t Trust Anybody Or Anything” Day!

(So far I’ve been given an empty glass instead a glass of water, been told there was going to be construction outside our house all day today, and I sat on a squeaky toy.  This all happened before 9 A.M., so this may be a long day for me.)

I Need More Moments Like This

March 25, 2019

Of late my son and I have only rarely gotten along when it comes time to do schoolwork.  While this may be normal, we’ve both come to recognize that we have reached decidedly “unnormal” levels, and we need to change this if we’re going to keep working together.

Today while going over letter blends, my son stopped me so he could give me some examples of each.  “There’s /sw/ like in ‘swim,’ /dw/ like in ‘dwelling,’ and /tw/ like in ‘Twilight Zone,'” he said with an expectant grin.

“Yes,” I replied to his unspoken question.  “I am insanely proud of you right now.”

He’s Very, VERY Thorough

March 21, 2019

“Today I gave one of my thorough answers in class,” my son announced.

Resisting the urge to shake my head, I simply replied, “I’m sure you did.”

“I covered all the bases . . . from A to Z.”

Now I couldn’t resist.  “Seeing as there are usually only four bases, that sounds about right for one of your answers.”

When Sarcasm Turns Around And Bites You

March 18, 2019

Much to my son’s delight, I did win the competition I mentioned last week.

Now I just have to get him to understand that I wasn’t actually obligated to win.

And I’m Still Learning

March 14, 2019

Sometimes it feels to me like a lot of parenthood is learning to cope with no-win situations.