Archive for February, 2010

Failure

I have clearly not taught Lucas some basic skills and information. The other night after I had lathered soap all over my face I realized there were no clean wash cloths in the bathroom so I asked Lucas to get me a wash cloth from downstairs. There was a basket of clean towels in the family room. He brought me a wet dish towel from the kitchen, I sent him back down for a wash cloth. He brought back a dirty dish cloth from the mini-laundry basket in the kitchen. At that point I splashed water all over my face. How is it he reached the age of 10 without knowing what a wash cloth is? How did I raise a boy who thought I would want to wash my face with a dirty dish cloth?! Clearly there are many things we have to work on…

Perhaps I need remedial parenting classes.

Is this normal?

She has done this since she was a tiny kitten, does it mean she is well-adjusted?

Maximum Quotes #1

Excerpts from real conversations with Max:

Me, lifting Max into the truck: “How did you get so big?”

Max: “Mom you know when people eat food they get bigger.”

Me: “So if I stop feeding you you’ll stay little?”

Max, in an exasperated tone: “Yes.”

Random Quotes:
“Mommy I don’t want to get bigger because then I won’t fit in the house.”

“When you were a little daddy, did you play with this truck?” Asked after he told daddy that he wanted to talk to him as “Real Daddy” not “Fake Mommy.” (The explanation is a whole blog post by itself.)

“Mommy will you miss me when I go away to kindergarten? I’ll miss you.” Said through tears that broke my heart. He thinks kindergarten is only at boarding schools.

“I can’t go upstairs to the bathroom by myself, someone might kill me.”

Peer Pressure

“If all of your friends jumped off a bridge would you do it?” The eternal parental quote. Blogging is different than throwing yourself off a precipice in that you won’t actually die, you might but it would take a lot of effort. Blogging is a risky behavior though and one could even say an addictive behavior (can behaviors be addictive? they are habits but addiction?). All I am saying is that many of my friends blog and now I have given in to the peer pressure and started my own personal blog. I have a blog and web site for work but it is not the same as posting my own thoughts about the world in a public forum. If nothing else my two boys give me enough quotes to update at least a few times a week. I am not going to make any promises about how often I will update but I will update.

Dinner at home or Why I can’t wait for the civilized meals at “the home”

I am thrilled that Lucas loves the black bean enchiladas, but he’s 10!

Once again ecstatic with the use of an eating utensil but what about a bowl or perhaps a spoon?

Really? Sucking the Froot Loops off the table?

A face I have to love.

Sometimes I wonder if perhaps they’re being raised by wild animals. I don’t remember any direct instruction from my parents on how to eat like a human being. I just sort of absorbed it from our family meals. My boys require direct instruction, are there remedial eating classes? How do you go about finding a tutor for that? The new dinner rule:

“Eat like a human being.”

Of course with Max it sounds like “Eat like a human bean.”

It will be a long battle, perhaps I can win it before the nursing home.

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