Monday, July 25, 2011

Overheard

Kid on Bike: "I was like dude, California, that's my favorite city"

Neighbor Girl: "California isn't a city, it's a state."

Kid on Bike (to his friend): "Hey, is California a city or a state?"

Friend: "I don't think it's either"

(Me - thinking to myself: We really need a plague)

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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Let the 'begetting' begin...

This morning, our friend (the one going through his wife pretty much abandoning him and his son and their marriage), dropped off his little guy (the same one that was sleeping on our couch Sunday), because Erin and I agreed to see him off to school this morning.

He was full of energy and curiosity at 6:45AM (I however, was not *smiles*). As I made myself some coffee and got him some 'Fruity Pebbles' (insert trademarked symbol here), we talked a bit - he asked all manner of questions (I was waiting for 'Why is the sky blue?').

Erin came down after his shower and joined us. As the little guy was going through Erin's son's Star Wars Lego book he asked if we knew Luke Skywalker. I laughed and said: 'We are intimately aware of Luke Skywalker in this house'. Erin (who is probably way more awake in the mornings than I) stopped me and grabbed me in an embrace and asked: 'Just how intimate ARE you with Luke Skywalker?' I laughed and kissed him back...

So *ahem* I don't 'know' Mr. Skywalker in that biblical sort of way - but yeah, I'd probably do him...(LOL - just kidding - Erin's way hotter.)

^_^

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Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Blowing a gasket

This brilliant piece of advice was listed as a way to 'prevent' tantrums:

"Use distraction. It's amazing how well this can work, if you do it at the first sign of trouble. Before your child gets really upset about not being able to play with a particular toy, swoop in with a different one and make a big deal out of it ("Wow, look at this truck! It makes noises and everything!"). Quickly suggest playing on the slide when someone gets to the last swing before you. Sometimes doing something really unexpected, such as breaking into song, or doing the Chicken Dance, does the trick. Take advantage of your child's short attention span."

Um...OK, let me get this straight - we have an entire country who suffers (apparently) from ADD & ADHD - so as a way to get tantrums to stop we are going to encourage that which plagues us and causes problems in the long run for the kid AND adults.

Yep - makes perfect sense to me....

People are fucking assholes.

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Monday, July 07, 2008

Joy (redux)...

...and this morning...after the hectic-ness of getting a lunch packed, and her hair brushed and put in a pony-tail...as K~ was hugging me good-bye she whispered she was glad her daddy found me...

yeah - I ran out of there sobbing like a baby...(*sighs*)

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Saturday, July 05, 2008

Joy...

Comes to me in different ways/waves....

This particular incident happened in of all places, a restaurant, and, it was due to Erin's children - and just the feeling of becoming a 'family' part of something bigger than myself - all over again.

We were sitting in the restaurant Friday night - waiting to order food. J~, Erin's son mentioned that he needed some 'boy time' - time away from girls because for the past two weeks he had been surrounded by 'girls' - he began ticking off the 'culprits' - his mom, his sister K~. I chimed in, adding my self and he said no. I chuckled and said something to the affect of 'not being a girl eh?' To which he responded, 'Yeah, but you're fun!' His sister then agreed 'You ARE fun...'

With nearly tears in my eyes, I told them both that that was probably the nicest thing anyone has ever told me - and it was. What a high compliment. I was thrilled to hear that the kids who are now fully entrenched in my life, and I in theirs...find me to be 'fun' - I am sure my own children didn't think I was all that much fun back in the day (LOL probably still don't) - and perhaps this will change with Erin's children as my role changes, as the kids get older...but for now, knowing I am 'OK' to hang out with brings me a great amount of joy...

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Monday, March 03, 2008

Goody bags gone bad - cleveland.com

Goody bags gone bad - cleveland.com


The Anarchy (and hope) of youth....

Mr. Campanelli's (very well written) article today, combined with a rather trying past couple of days with the kids on the home front had me in a tizzy and ready to trash every young person I came within 5 feet of - wanting to grab them by their collars, box their ears, and scream at them until they got rid of their selfish attitudes and their me, me, me, more, more, more view of the world....

In this article, the one quote that summed it all up was from Professor Bill Doherty of the Department of Family and Social Science at the University of Minnesota: "Kids are overindulged and feel entitled - it leads to the sense that I deserve everything in life...And that I should never go anywhere for somebody else. There has to be something in it for me."

Had I, in my youth, even remotely acted like the brats I see walking around today, I'd have been knocked into next week. And, I blame the parents - at least the parents of the younger set - WHAT THE FUCK are you thinking? Is excess and entitlement something you truly want to pass onto your children as a trait even if you ARE rich enough to do so? What - the world needs more Paris Hilton's and Nicole Richie's? Do the words spoiled brats mean anything to anyone anymore (as in a NEGATIVE connotation)???

Anyhow - I was mulling this all over in my head tonight trying to figure out if it was simply me PMS-ing or just getting (*gasp*) OLD - and then it happened - I ran into saving grace in the form of older teens working my local Giant Eagle.

I try to help people as much as I can - therefore when the time comes for the 'Harvest for Hunger' program, and those little slips appear at my grocer's check out line, I always try to give money to the cause. There are local men, women and children going hungry every day....I am lucky enough to have enough.

As I gave the young man at the cash stand my little slip of paper he thanked me profusely. I told him there was no need to thank me - he told me no, that people acted in a really negative (translation: bitchy) manner when he asked them if they wanted to contribute. I told him I felt those people should have to go hungry so they can see what it's like to not have food in their bellies. He agreed - I went onto say that charity begins at home, and that we as Americans, seem to be happy enough to cause wars in other countries and spend a fortune doing so, yet we can't seem to feed our poor or help the homeless situation....

I asked him if he was old enough to vote - he said yes. I asked him if he was voting tomorrow - he lit up and assured me he was indeed voting - which then prompted the young man cashiering next to him to ask who he was voting for...pretty soon all of the cashiers were talking about voting. I thanked the young man for talking with me and told him how happy I was to hear about him voting.

Hope - a sense of hope came over me - I know that blanket statements don't apply to all people - I know that I there are kids out there who DO make a difference, who DO seem to care - but more and more what I witness first hand in public is what Mr. Doherty describes - so speaking with this young man was like a ray of sunshine on an otherwise bleak landscape.

Go out and vote tomorrow no matter how old you are (well obviously you need to be of legal age to vote) - make your voice count. And, the next time your kids start whining about all the stuff they don't have that they want (or think they NEED) - go take them to a soup kitchen or someplace where they can see just how bad life can be and have them pitch in and help those less fortunate than themselves...

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