{"id":1891,"date":"2011-09-21T18:49:01","date_gmt":"2011-09-21T22:49:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/?p=1891"},"modified":"2011-09-21T18:49:01","modified_gmt":"2011-09-21T22:49:01","slug":"wish-id-been-wrong","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/?p=1891","title":{"rendered":"Wish I&#8217;d Been Wrong"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>On the way home from his martial arts class the boy asked me if I&#8217;d want to play Lego Star Wars on the Wii with him.  He&#8217;d received a gift card a while back (to GameStop) and hadn&#8217;t spent it all in one place.  He <em>really<\/em> wanted to buy another Wii or DS game so the Wife and I relented on the ground that, it&#8217;s his money anyway and we couldn&#8217;t really tell him &#8216;No.&#8217;  At least, not defensibly in our view.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, I answered by way of informing him that one of his friends would probably be coming over this weekend so I wasn&#8217;t sure.  The information had the desired effect and he said &#8220;Well maybe he and I can play, right?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I then went into my boilerplate response:  &#8220;Well, if it&#8217;s rainy outside this weekend then maybe, but if it&#8217;s nice out then you guys are going to go play outside, not sit in the basement playing video games.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And then, in a moment of jesting I ribbed him a little:  &#8220;Besides, maybe he&#8217;ll do something and won&#8217;t be allowed to play video games.  Or maybe <em>you&#8217;ll<\/em> do something and we&#8217;ll take video games away from you for the weekend.  There&#8217;s a lot of time between now and Saturday.&#8221;  I said it all with a smile so he knew I was joking and that I didn&#8217;t actually expect him to blow it.  He replied he could do stuff to earn more Wii time and I told him that was a good attitude to have.<\/p>\n<p>And then we got home.<\/p>\n<p>Five minutes later, I&#8217;m preparing turkey burgers and I hear a commotion outside. The lass then comes running in as the Wife is heading out to investigate.<\/p>\n<p>The lass says her brother hit her.  I squeezed the wad of ground turkey, swore, scraped it off and started again with that patty.<\/p>\n<p>So the Wife is calling him back in the house and asking if he hit her.  He owns up to it but add &#8220;But only because she hit me.&#8221;  The Wife then turns on the lass, who gets the words &#8220;I didn&#8217;t do it hard&#8230;&#8221; out of her mouth before the Wife acts with the swift, brutal sword of exasperation.  I mangled another turkey patty.<\/p>\n<p>Even before she passed judgment, I&#8217;m thinking it in my head.  Then she pulls me into it: &#8220;You know what I&#8217;m thinking Dad? &#8221; she yells over to me.  I&#8217;m shaking my head as my earlier conversation with the boy is replaying in my head &#8220;I&#8217;m guessing it was something to do with the Wii and DS,&#8221; I answer.  And then she makes it official, &#8220;I&#8217;m tired of this stuff from you two this week, every day after school you&#8217;re fighting with one another.  Now, no video games this weekend, the Wii, DS or MobiGo.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>A short while later, the boy comes walking through the kitchen.  I shake my head and ask him what he was thinking.  He blurts out &#8220;I know.  You were right.  I&#8217;m so <em>stupid<\/em>!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It was almost a classic &#8220;I told you so&#8221; moment.  The only catch was I&#8217;d truly been kidding in the car.  Or more accurately, I wasn&#8217;t wishing for him to screw up.  Regardless, it was an unusual moment where I wish I&#8217;d been wrong.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On the way home from his martial arts class the boy asked me if I&#8217;d want to play Lego Star Wars on the Wii with him. He&#8217;d received a gift card a while back (to GameStop) and hadn&#8217;t spent it all in one place. He really wanted to buy another Wii or DS game so [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[89],"class_list":["post-1891","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family","tag-the-boy"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1891","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1891"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1891\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1891"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1891"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sahd.lamafam.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1891"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}