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Between a Rock and a Hard Place

Never underestimate the ability of kids to turn something simple into something not so simple. Perhaps it’s a superpower. Parent’s insert themselves into a situation and kids immediately begin deploying their “Obfuscation” ability by making their eyes wide and using the words “But she…” or “But he…”

The boy was supposed to take a shower. But when the Wife made the request to him, he just stood there and stared at her, rooted to the spot. Since the lass also needed a shower, and the boy seemed to be in some kind of temporary state of paralysis, she asked the lass instead to go.

Which was all the boy needed to snap him out of his self-imposed stroke. He took off like a shot to be the “first” in the shower. The lass, not to be outdone, also took off. Unfortunately for her, she is not a physical match to her brother and he beat her there easily. So she now launches into a frustrated, tearful “Heeeee butted in front of meeeee….”

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Life Imitates Art?

You know those Snickers commercials where there’s some grumpy, whiny celebrity complaining about something to his “buddies” and then one of them tells him/ her to “have a Snickers” because they always act like that when they’re hungry? Like the last one with the loggers? You know the ones I’m talking about?

I wonder if the inspiration for that came from some ad exec’s 5 and 6 year-old kids. Another Dad told me he won’t even speak to his oldest in the morning until the child has had a glass of OJ. Consequently, he’s convinced that OJ is the best elixir for such problems.

Maybe I’ll go plant a tree…

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February Vacation Begins

Well, technically it began for the lass at 11:45 or so and for the boy at 3:50 or so on Friday. Regardless of quibbles, they are not in school today, nor will they be until next Monday.

The boy’s vacation started out with a sleepover at a buddy’s house. The word is that they went to bed at a reasonable time, fell asleep at a reasonable time and then woke up at a completely unacceptable time. At least we had fair warning. If he doesn’t nap then he’ll likely sleep well tonight. Otherwise, he had fun and behaved himself. They didn’t even play much in the way of video games the whole time.

In an unusual turn of events, the boy’s gain was also the lass’. She makes the most of her alone time with Mom and Dad- especially Mom. She helped make dinner; helped me shovel the little bit of snow we got this morning; got to watch *Horton Hears a Who” (the original, non-Jim Carrey-ized version); and got to eat some pumpkin pie. Total angel the whole time. Well, almost he whole time. She likes to be difficult in the morning, but she snapped out of it quickly.

Not sure what to expect for the rest of the week. Perhaps some bowling (non-Wii), perhaps a day-trip or two. She’ll get the day with Mom on Thursday and the boy has a day at camp coming up. There will probably be some play dates as well.

Somehow, I’m sure we’ll muddle through.

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5-Year Old Diva

A list of complaints from the lass more or less from the time she woke up this morning:

  • I supposedly put the wrong “cheese” on her egg. Never mind that the allegation was false; never mind that I took the time to make sure she had a healthy breakfast to start her day; never mind that I took the time to make it for her. IT’S THE WRONG CHEESE!!!

  • She didn’t get to finish watching her cartoons this morning because she had to go to a skating lesson. Never mind that she wanted to learn to skate; never mind that we have to get up early every Saturday to make sure she has breakfast and is ready to get to her lesson on time. SHE WANTS TO WATCH HER SHOW!!!

  • Her shoes are to tight. This complaint is actually legitimate. But when looked at from the perspective that they’ve likely been that way for a couple weeks during which time she never complained and couple that with the fact that the Wife took her to look for new sneakers last night making her aware that her sneakers were too small; plus, her “sunny” mood this morning and it’s hard to have too much sympathy.

  • The Sun was shining in her eyes on the way to skating lessons this morning. Stupid, inconvenient Nature!!! (She has sunglasses, isn’t that what Diva’s wear?)

  • Apparently, the Wife doesn’t get her skates on tight enough, so I have to be the one to finish putting on her skates.

Top that all off with an attitude that far exceeds her body size and you’ve got a lovely Saturday morning with the lass.

It’s scary to think that someday, she’ll be a teenager with a cellphone.

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‘Cause I’m the Dad

Getting the kids ready for school in the morning is kind of like an informally scheduled activity period. There’s the initial wake-up period when they first make their way down. After that is breakfast followed by helping out with any chores like feeding animals, emptying the dishwasher or what have you. There’s the brushing of teeth and if there’s any left over time they can sit and watch cartoons. There’s also making the boy’s lunch, but he’s not responsible for that. Yet. Everything culminates in the ride to school. Followed by silence. Sweet, blissful, silence.

And a bonus cup of coffee, but I digress…

Over the course of these various events, they do their usual shucking and jiving with one another. My tolerance for it largely depends on how much sleep I got the night before. Luckily for them I slept well. But their antics can lead to procrastinating as they get more wrapped up in their extra-curriculars. Usually I end up barking at them to finish their food, or refocus their attention on whatever the task as hand might be.

This morning wasn’t too different from the usual. I had to do a little more traffic directing than normal today. Typically, I’m polite about it and use “please” and “thank you” because I’m trying to set the example and because I think that’s the right way to do it. But after breakfast when they didn’t go brush their teeth, I told them to go do so and omitted the pleasantries, prompting the boy to ask:

“How come you keep bossing us around?”

This comment is one that frustrates the hell out of me. There are a number of moving parts behind it. The boy repeatedly attempts to “boss” his sister around. The Wife and I both push back against him when he does this and we specifically use the phrase “bossing around.” My own impression is that he’s patterning off of how the Wife and I deal with them when they aren’t doing things we’ve asked them to; when they are doing things they shouldn’t be; or when they are being difficult. My attitude is that “we” are the parents- meaning we are authority figures. The kids are not authority figures, excluding some wiggle room, thus they cannot get away with using the same behaviors we do.

So, in the boy’s mind, he’s not allowed to boss people around. He seems to generalize this notion to everyone else; especially where he’s concerned. Therefore, I’m not supposed to boss him around.

The nuance that I’m his father is lost on him in his internal reasoning.

Also, it’s not coincidence that his question immediately followed my first request that wasn’t prefaced with a “please.” I’ve realized the kids are really good at picking up on slip-ups, no matter how minor, on my or the Wife’s part. Ironically, they lack the requisite level of self-awareness to notice their own transgressions.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t in good enough form to come answer him with anything better than “Because I’m your father.” At least he went and brushed his teeth though.

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Winter Catharsis

The boy and I were on our way down the driveway. The bus had just dropped him off and he was explaining the intricacies of his day- math, recess, snack, lunch. Apparently we send him to school for lots of leisure time.

The driveway still has lots of ice on it. Even after a couple of days with temps in the 40’s. But there are enough bare spots to safely negotiate a path down it without incident.

Unfortunately, the boy didn’t take such a path.

While he was lying there, I asked him if he was OK. He didn’t respond, but I did hear a sob come from him. Then a second one burbled up and he lifted his head at last. He showed me his hand, which had a small scrape on it.

When he had picked himself up, he began to bellow:

“I … HATE … WINTER!!! IT’S THE WORST SEASON OF THE YEAR! I CAN’T WAIT FOR IT TO BE DONE! IT’S SO STUPID!”

I think that gets the point across. He continued like that all the way to the house.

Six year olds are such drama queens.

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Babes on Blades Update

The Wife finally had her second practice today. More importantly, it was her first practice with all of her own hockey equipment. Luckily we were able to procure the majority of it as used equipment so we didn’t have to spend a small fortune. I didn’t get any major details other than she practiced skating backwards, there were more Moms there than last time, and she’s very tired.

But she had a smile on her face, so clearly she had fun in spite of herself.

Oh, and she’s been granted a team nickname already! Honors already after 2 practices, not bad.

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Well That Worked

The boy wanted a friend over this weekend. So we arranged for a buddy to come over today after their hockey practice. His friend’s parents are going to pick him up later.

But what to do with the lass? She’s always the third wheel when her brother has one of his friends over. She refuses to just let them have their fun together. She has to be involved.

So we figured we’d invite one of her friends over. With each one occupied, the Wife and I figured we’d have a reasonable afternoon.

Yeah- we’ll have to go back to the drawing board on that one. We’d have had a more relaxing afternoon if the roof had fallen in from the snow.

First, they couldn’t figure out what to do. Then they couldn’t leave each other alone. If the boys were doing something fun, then the girls had to come over and get in on the act. If they all tried to play together then they all started narcing on one another. “She said my drawing looks stupid.” (It did, but you can’t say that…) “He’s being mean.”

So finally we throw them outside. Naturally, the lass’ friend gets hit with a snowball. You know, because a snowball fight with ice chips between 1st grade boys and pre-k girls always turns out well! So I take the girls on a small hill to sled a little. Then the boy decides he has to sled on that same hill. What the hell is going on? His friend is here to visit him, and he has to be all over his sister? Really?

Finally, 30 minutes before their parents are to come pick them up they separate and start playing. Without adult help. Time for me to go chip ice off the driveway with my forehead.

Next time, we send them somewhere else at the same time.

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Hockey Mom

When the boy got home yesterday, the Wife was already gone. When he asked where she was, I said she had something to do and we’d be meeting up with her a little later. That response didn’t entirely mollify him so I further explained we’d be meeting up with her at the hockey rink for his practice.

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Delayed Opening

If the school administration here isn’t seriously considering jettisoning the Winter school break, I’ll have to consider them completely unserious about educating kids. As it is, they now wait until the very last possible moment before announcing cancellations. Clearly the school day count is getting desperate and they’re reluctant to use anymore. But with all of February and March to go, the likelihood of more cancellations is almost 100%. Especially this Winter.

The bigger hit is to the lass’ schooling. Since she only has half-days, a delayed opening means no school. If it weren’t for the fact that we’re paying the school $200 a month for her not to go, I probably wouldn’t be so annoyed.

Time to go get the boy ready for school…

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The Wife on Fire

We sat down to dinner last night at a friends. Their child is all grow’d up. Well, in college anyway. So our kids were stand-ins for the evening. When the lass sat down, she saw an awful site on her plate.

Two slices of cooked carrots. Sitting their. Steaming. Delicious. (To everyone else at least.) She raised her voice to file a complaint.

The Wife immediately intoned “You have 2 pieces of carrot. One for each eye. OK?”

This caught the lass so flat footed, that she sat that staring at the Wife for what seemed like minutes, but in reality was only a few moments. Then, she cheerily replied “OH, OK Mom,” like the Wife’s statement was so obvious that the lass couldn’t believe she’d missed the connection. Of course there were 2 carrots- she had 2 eyes! DUH!

I had to applaud the faultless delivery and timing of the Wife’s comment. It’s just a rare event where the lass is stopped cold in her tracks like that. Rarer still that she actually ends up doing something she isn’t to keen on to begin with.

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Huffle-Puff

This was too funny at the moment for me not to jot it down.

On the way home from the Derby, the lass started pitching a fit (after near perfect behavior at the Derby) because she wanted to go home and watch a movie instead of going ice skating. Nothing the Wife said could dissuade her from the snit she’d conjured and her answers were getting increasingly desperate, ridiculous and shrill because she was so set in her determination to not go skating.

It was around this time that I noticed the windows getting good and foggy. So I commented “Hey- who’s fogging up the windows?”

The Wife deadpanned in reply “Huffle-puff in the back.”

My laughter just started fading to a chuckle about the time we started going down our driveway.

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The Pinewood Derby

The big day finally arrived yesterday. The boy and the lass got their shot at glory. I’ll leave it as an exercise to the reader to figure out whose car is whose. I’m proud to say that all the painting, stickers and other decorations were accomplished by the kids. Only the smallest bit of help from us for minor things like cutting a sticker out of the sheet or something like that. Otherwise, the kids had full say.

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Who Needs School?

Parent do!

Since last Wednesday the kids are on an impressive run, with a little help from MLK Day. They had school last Friday, then a delayed opening on Wednesday and a full day yesterday only to have school cancelled for today. For those keeping score, that’s 2.5 days in the last 10 and with the weekend it’ll become in the last 12. It’s an unofficial Winter vacation!

And from what I hear, there’s more snow on tap for next week. So their score is going to keep getting better. Which means they’ll be going to school into July at this rate.

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Sledding

As I type this, I’m being bombarded with requests for food. I suppose their hunger is an indicator that night sledding was successful. After all, the only thing more fun than sledding is doing it in the dark!

It was something of an unexpected bonus that with the recent rain and wintry mix stuff, the snow now has a hard shell covering it that’s strong enough to support the kids whilst they walk on it. It also happens to be slick enough that they can slide down the hill on their stomachs. Naturally, that’s more fun than using a sled.

Earlier this week, we took them out to a public sledding hill. While we were there, conservatively about 25 other kids percolated through. The hill itself is long and fairly steep and the snow is packed down so the sledding is very fast. All the little bumps along the way down the hill were magnified into mini-ramps. Some older kids had piled snow into a couple of actual ramps, one of which allowed a daredevil to catch some pretty serious air. Many kids took their chances on that ramp, all with spectacular results regardless of whether they landed properly or on their ear.

The, er, downside of the hill is that it’s a looooong walk back up the hill. Especially if the sledder made it down the main portion to the flat where they could continue to slide for roughly half a football field. Try doing that in 15″ of snow with short legs. To their credit, it wasn’t long enough to dull their enthusiasm for the ride down.

More snow is forecast for tonight. All the more chance to forge new sled trails. Winter fun has only just begun.

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Thoughts on Tiger Mothering

An article by Amy Chua has been getting a lot of attention for the past week. In the article, she describes a little of her parenting philosophy which includes some pretty strict control over her kids’ social lives, demanding A’s in school, and some pretty serious discipline when required. Mrs. Chua has a book coming out that the article is promoting, so perhaps some of the article can be explained as “not attention is bad attention.”

What struck me most about what she had to say in the article is that her approach to parenting is familiar to me. She sums it up pretty well with her final sentence:

By contrast, the Chinese believe that the best way to protect their children is by preparing them for the future, letting them see what they’re capable of, and arming them with skills, work habits and inner confidence that no one can ever take away.

These are pretty much the goals the Wife and I have for our kids. We are not pushing them to become doctors, lawyers, musicians or athletes. Rather, we’re trying to equip them with skills that will allow them to succeed at whatever they do.

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Speaking of Jokes…

The boy has been telling jokes lately. Here’s a sample (actually, I suppose this one is more a riddle):

the boy: Dad, what flower do you have on your face?

me (after thinking): I don’t know.

the boy: A “tulip.” Get it? Because you have two lips…

me: Very clever.

More recently, he realized there’s another answer to his riddle: an “iris.” Get it? Because your eye has an iris…

So now we have no chance of getting the right answer.

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Awards and Accolades at the Age of 6

I meant to jot this down yesterday, but got sidetracked by Pinewood Derby preparations. I showed the boy and the lass how to polish the axle nails for the wheels using my drill press and they were both thoroughly engrossed in the activity for the afternoon. Also, there was much painting going on.

The boy was paid a nice compliment yesterday after his hockey practice.

He and I were in the car ready to head out. One of the volunteer coaches was parked next to us and as I started to back out, the coach motioned to the boy while looking at me. Clearly he wanted to make a quick comment so I stopped and rolled the window down. Again, motioning at the boy he said “He’s a great kid and a real pleasure to work with.”

I’ve spent more than a few pixels here documenting some of the boys tougher moments. It’s nice to spend a few showing that, for all those other moments, he has a lot that are good moments as well. Enough for other people to notice.

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Pinewood Derby Cars

The boy’s Pinewood Derby race is coming up in a couple of weeks. The pack supplies a kit for the boy since he’s a Scout; we purchased a second kit for the lass since we figured she would want in on the fun as well. This week they both decided it was high time that their cars got done. Neither of them is capable of handling a saw, and it sure would be a shame to let the equipment in the garage go to waste. So I had myself a little woodworking project.

Still, I wanted the projects to be as much theirs as possible. Towards that end I had them each select the style of their car. I simplified the process by doing a quick search and then taking them to Maximum Velocity. The lass chose the Sports Car, which is the hot pink one under Car Plan 4. The boy chose the Formula One car under Car Plan 3. No commentary regarding their selections.

After the jump are some pictures to show how they came out.

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The Right Carrot

Santa delivered the kids a couple of handheld gaming devices this Christmas. Specifically a Nintendo DSi for the boy and a Mobigo for the lass.

As it turns out, he also handed the Wife and I a significant amount of leverage over the kids. It’s taken only a couple of days for them to grok the concept of “earning Wii time” as they now call it. So far, without complaint, they are helping with laundry (the boy actually brought down the kids basket without being asked), the dishes and feeding the animals.

Each achievement is quickly followed with a “Did we earn some Wii time?” at this point. So their motivation is pretty clear. But still, they are contributing and they seem to be making a connection between acting now so that they can play later.

Also, if they can earn time by helping out, they can also lose time through misbehavior. At some point, we might actually have to come up with some kind of system to determine just how much time they earn. Right now, though, the kids aren’t concerned with that level of detail.

That’ll probably be next week. After they decide that we didn’t give them enough time over the weekend.