Thanks so much!
I realized I had a problem while playing NHL 15 on the Xbox with my 7 year-old. He was kicking my butt and being the competitive person I am, I was getting angrier as the goals piled up. Seeing my changing demeanor, the kid looked at me and said, “Dad, don’t forget it’s only a game. It’s not like you are playing in the NHL.”
It was as though he tossed ice-cold water in my face. I smartened up immediately and took my beatdown like a man.
Sometimes we wish that our families were a little more…like family. More like your friends’ families. You know how Andrew’s mom rushes over to babysit when needed. Or when Mel’s sister offers free sitting and enjoys spending time with Mel’s kids. How about Lisa and Michael? Lisa parents are retired and attend every function, every game and every school activity that Lisa’s and Michael’s kids are in. Yep, sometimes we wish our families were a little more….like family.
But if you don’t have the BEST family, make the BEST of the family you have. They are still. FAMILY.
I just had an observation. How come it’s ‘trick OR treat’ but no one ever uses the option of trick? I would like to maybe not hand out any candies next year, when kids come to my house and go ‘Trick or treat!!’ I would say, “Hmm…Trick. Now if you could please pick a card, any card…”
I have 3 little kids. The neighbor’s little boy and his sister who are a few years older, usually comes over and play with them in the yard and sometimes in the house, which I hate. No playing in my house when it’s nice and hot outside! So anyways, today they were outside then I heard a knock on the door. Opening it I saw the next door boy standing there asking if they could come in and play hide-and-seek. Grumpy ass that I am, I asked why can’t they go to his house for a change. Then insisted this was a good time he took them there. Of course, make a mess of his parents’ house for a change. Then I urged the boys to go to their house. Well they didn’t get too far, in fact not even past the door. They came back with, “Their mom said we can’t come in.” Seriously?? It’s fine for them to run riot all over my house but not in her house?
So, am I just a grumpy old fart or do I have a valid point? I mean why must the neighbor enjoy some one-on-one time with her other half while I babysit her kids and keep them occupied? Is it just me? I think I have a point. You can’t have my kids at your house, then I shouldn’t house yours either. Plain and simple. What’s my house? McDonald’s play area? Neighborly my ass! And NO, I am not mad…
Oh, you want to know what happened in the end? Well after some begging and pleading, I let them come in but the rules were they sit and watched a movie and NO HIDE AND SEEK. Softie that I am.
One morning I went to get my 5-year old son out of bed. When he was fully awake I asked him what he wanted for breakfast and if he would like porridge. His response still resonates in my head. “Yeah, make me some fucking porridge.” Excuse me? What did you just say? He looked at me as innocent as you please, “I said make me some fucking porridge.” And that’s how I ended up wearing orange as my new black. Just kidding.
From my previous post about the kids penis comments, I won’t blame you if you think I have precocious boys who are exposed to mature content. I assure you that’s not the case. We are a church-going family and we screen everything they watch on tv, or at least try to. Neither myself nor my wife use profanities. So where did this come from?
I asked him where he heard the word, thinking maybe my foul-mouthed in-laws. I was wrong. He heard it by sneaking out of his room one night and watching what we were watching on tv while we thought he was asleep. He had no idea of the connotation behind the word and promised never to utter it again. That was almost a month ago and he has kept that promise.
When should you stop letting your kids see you in the buff? One day, my 6-year-old son looked at my pee-pee while I peed and remarked, “Oh Daddy! Your pee pee looks like a baby elephant’s trunk”. Another ‘what do you say to that’ moment for sure. That’s when I stopped. I mean, it’s not like he said a bad thing but still…It just was kinda awkward and unexpected. Then a few days ago, my 4-year-old while watching me changed, blurted out that I had a big pee pee and how he would get a big pee pee when he was older too. Flattery will get you everywhere, boys but from now on, you are on your own in the bathroom.
And about the over-sized err…thingy, well duh, I AM black, aren’t I?