Posts Tagged ‘Parenthood’

I’m Fine, But It DOES Reinforce How We All Need To Do Things Differently Next Year

June 26, 2019

I made numerous mentions that my son’s 2nd grade year was hard on all of us, but I didn’t quite realize how hard it had been on me personally until I sat down today to assemble his work portfolio for evaluation and I started having unpleasant emotional flashbacks.

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I’m Calling This One A Win

June 17, 2019

“Looks like we’re going to be cooped up here again,” my son sighed this morning, and to be fair, it’s rained so much here over the last several days that I wouldn’t be terribly surprised to find out the house had grown gills, so I understood where he was coming from.

Even so, one of the continuing challenges of parenthood for me is not reacting poorly to “kid drama” like coming into the room and making bleak announcements like the one above, but this time I think I did okay.

“Another way to look at it is to view this as a chance to do anything we want to do inside the house,” I told my son.  “For instance, I imagined it’d be pretty hard to play a game of Yahtzee while on a walk outside.”

He agreed.  He didn’t want to play Yahtzee (which mildly disappointed me), but he agreed, and we both got on with our day.

A More Serious Status Update

April 25, 2019

We’re actually doing okay here as we continue to wrap up second grade.  It’s been a rough year, and I am desperately looking forward to having a vacation when this is all over, but we are actually doing okay.

Sometimes I just have to take a break and remind myself of that.

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.

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.”