Over the weekend, the family visited some friends on the west side of the country while I was getting my physics learning on. One night the subjects stayed over with a dear friend of ours. I am sure they did all the wonderful things grandmothers let grandchildren do. So the next morning when we were all together to do the pickup, I asked our friend "was there anything new and exciting?" as I usually do when I want to know what is going on with the person. To this question, my dear friend stated there was nothing new. It is the same ole same ole. Upon hearing this DP proclaims, "Steve killed himself" matter-of-factly as always. I thus look at our friend with a look of disbelief (this news was new for sure and also exciting in a negative way too), who confirmed that in deed, Steve killed himself. Apparently, DP overheard her telling SuperMom that she received a call that morning about a neighbor she didn't know named Steve who had killed himself. DP never blinked an eye. This all made me think about the great scene in Pulp Fiction. The You Tube Link is https://youtu.be/y7Yp2L6c2KM.
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For the two that I had breakfast with the other day, you probably have never heard of "The Pussy Cat Dolls". They are a musical group. Their most popular song is "Don't Cha". Once we arrived back home while SuperMom and the kids were in the car, this song came on. Jr. likes to read things and really likes to read the radio screen. So he Said Pus e Cat Dolls, pronouncing the first word like "pus" followed by eee. Like the fluid produced in infected tissue. He must have said it five times, until DP had enough. So DP, states the word is pussy. Nothing else. Just "the word is pussy". SuperMom and Lu of course crackup. He is correct. Jr is our funny man. At least he thinks he is. DP is the straight man, and Jr is the comedian. Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis. Before Christmas, we were all watching Lu in her Christmas play. Did I mention, she is always in a play or a singing performance? Any way this was our second time watching this play. It was a really good play although it had a little length to it. The four of us watched the play and really enjoyed it. However, Jr must have been ready to leave, because as soon as the lights come on he jumps up and says "We out of here playa!". Since we have to wait on the talented actor and give her a ride home too, I say "sit down, and who are you calling playa?". Jr takes his seat and acts like nothing happened and like I didn't ask him a question. Oh well, that is all I have for you today, so I'm out of here, Playas. The 4th grade spelling bee started up last week. Apparently, the teachers sent home a list of words over the holidays. DP failed to let us know this so we misplaced them. The night before school started back last week, DP says he didn't want to do the spelling bee but had to. Therefore, I told him "since you have to do it, you might as well do your best". Now if you know any gifted kids, you know that isn't as trivial of a statement as it sounds. Now DP is upset that we don't have the words that were sent home. So SuperMom looks up some Scripps words and calls them out for him. I hear her and am thinking, "those are some hard words for a fourth grader". Then SuperMom realizes she was calling out the list for 2nd graders. Did I feel dumb? Oh well, she calls out about 10 of the 4th grade words and tells DP he is good. The next day is the test and when DP gets home we ask him how did he do. To SuperMom's surprise but not mine, he says "I won". That isn't the best part though. He then begins to tell us about how him and the runner-up were giving words to study for this week. Why the runner-up we ask? That is in case I don't want to do it. To this, SuperMom asks "do you want to do it", knowing he didn't want to do the first one. His reply, "yeah, I want to win now." That too isn't the best part of the conversation. The best part is when he was explaining how the spelling bee went. He said that they were giving name tags before it started. DP wrote his name, but one girl wrote her name with a nickname following it. Like Betty the Great. DP says, this girl Mary wrote Mary the Awesome on her name tag. He then states, "I knew I didn't have to worry about her because she spelled awesome wrong and wrote Mary the awsome". SuperMom asked if he told her, and he states "nah she already started her spelling bee off bad". He was right, he didn't have to worry about Mary. Jr. never stops amazing me. He is very entertaining and very much the skeemer. The other day, Jr climbed up next to SuperMom and was acting very lovey. He was talking to her about different things and being overall sweet. He brought up the fact that some kids' Moms read them books at night and that SuperMom used to read to him. She asked did he like this, to which he replied yes. Furthermore, he stated he wished she would go back to reading to him. Finally, he said he even had a book for her to read. It was the first book in the Harry Potter series. Fair enough, nothing too unusual about this. SuperMom agreed. Finally, Jr said, that with her reading to him, he will be able to take the Accelerated Reader (AR) test for the book in no time. In case you don't know, that is a test you take after YOU, the student, finish reading a book. Each book has a different value based on the level of the book. Harry Potter is a long chapter book and thus will get him the most points. He always has a plan and tries to take the easiest route. As a famous coach once said, "if you ain't cheating, you ain't trying". The subjects are the busiest group of people you will ever meet. DP and Jr both do gymnastics and baseball all year long. DP plays football in the fall. Lu does chorus and theatre nonstop. Especially as the plays are about to have their shows, Lu has rehearsal every night for several hours per session. However, SuperMom and I believe we should have dinner together as much as possible, and I would say we almost always have dinner at the table together. It is usually a late dinner, but it is a dinner together. Recently, I started requiring the subjects to list three things they are grateful for each night. SuperMom and I do the same. The subjects have an infinite amount of things to be thankful for, yet they are unaware of them. However, they are doing their best. They are thankful for food, coaches, friends, school, etc. We have been doing this for five days. I have mentioned my mother, SuperMom, my family, my father, etc. SuperMom has done similarly. So I am thinking that any day now, one of them is going to be thankful for SuperMom, me, or our family. Finally, last night Lu states that "I am thankful for my family ... of theatre." I almost fell out of my chair. SuperMom and I just started laughing. Here we are thinking, "hey someone appreciates the fact that I get up at 5:30 am, we drive them all across this earth, we take them to rehearsal, to baseball, to football, to gymnastics, to every blessed thing they think of, we provide food, cook food, do the laundry, and all the other things that make us exhausted". But no, the gratitude goes to the damn theatre family. Why? Because they help her get in and out of costume. Oh well, at least they are grateful for something. So Jr is what we call an embellisher. He randomly makes up numbers, which us physicists call stats, as a way to support his statements. He will say something like 99% of 3rd graders are Yankees fans, when we all know that first, 99% of 3rd graders are not Yankees fans, second, he did not poll all third graders nor read a study that did poll all third graders, and finally there is no way that 99% of third graders even know who the Yankees are. Since you read that, you can probably figure out that Jr is a Yankees fan. This fact breaks my heart and confuses DP. I am far from a Yankees fan. See I am a Braves fan and DP is a Braves fan. I have always been a Braves fan and except for about 8 years in the late 80-90s timeframe, it is difficult to be a Braves fan. To make things worse, those Damn Yankees are the reason we don't have more World Series Championships. The main reason he is a Yankees fan is because his past two Little League teams have been the Yankees. Also, Jr is what we call a Front Runner. He likes teams that are in the lead or doing well. DP understands that the team you go for is a family thing. See DP is a Braves fan and a Falcons fan, because I am a fan of both of them. It is a family thing. Jr. doesn't care. Not only is he a Yankees fan, but he is also a Patriots fan. Two stabs to the heart by my young Brutus. Now some times his embellishing or "creativity" (DP calls it lying) is funny. Last night was one of those times. We were eating dinner and the kids started singing a few songs and talking about jingles. Like "I am just a Bill", "Conjunction Conjunction"; both of which are from School House Rock, which was a great Saturday show when I was a kid. Then Jr asked did we know the one about Adjectives, which DP had to tell him the word adjectives (Jr described what he was thinking about and DP told him he meant adjectives. This was my first clue that an embellishment was on its way.). I couldn't remember one about adjectives nor could SuperMom. So during dinner, Jr decides to sing it. He starts with "Adjectives are the words, the words that describe other words; words like turd. They are thick and brown ..." I had to stop him there and tell him that I am sure that was never a School House Rock song. I would bet every dollar I have that School House Rock never sang about turds. Apparently. since the day this boy was born, he has be driven to talk about poop, especially at dinner. At least our conversation is rarely boring. I know it has been awhile since I have composed some interesting material for the handful of people reading this blog. As you all know, my middle child is unique to say the least. DP has many talents including the ability to remember anything once he hears it once. There is probably no song that he has heard that he doesn't know every line to. This is very helpful when we are going over spelling words or some material for school. It doesn't always translate to a benefit when your parents are worried about child services being called due to something he repeats in school. So yesterday, SuperMom was picking DP up. Nothing unusual was going on and out of the blue, DP sings "IF YOU SMOKE LIKE I SMOKE, THEN YOU ARE HIGH LIKE EVERY DAY". Now if you have never heard this line before, it is from the song Regulate by Warren G featuring Nate Dogg released in 1994. Now on the satellite radio "90s on 9", this song will come on once in a blue moon. Apparently, DP remembers this line even though it was only sung once in the whole song. I guess SuperMom and I need to do a better job Regulating. My lovely Lu is now 13 years old. She is special to me in every way. She is a kind and compassionate person. She is so friendly and loves to talk. She tells stories like she is writing a book and some times I wish she would finish so I can complete a task or something. But I am still glad she wants to tell me the stories. However, just like her wonderful Mom, SuperMom, she often gets me in positions that have me asking myself "How did this happen?". One of these instances is happening this week. See, Lu being forgetful, forgot that she promised a neighbor that she would walk and feed his dog all week when we were discussing the family's trip out of town. So earlier this week, Lu left with SuperMom and the boys to visit my family. This left me with the job of walking and feeding the neighbor's dog. Now, I have a full time job; I am the president of a consulting company that has seven employees; and I am a third owner of a real estate company. All three of these take up a good bit of my time. So during every walk in the morning before I go to work, every walk after work, and every walk before I go to bed, I can't help but think about the $3.34 that I am making for each trip. With all of the money from my new part-time job, I will almost be able to take my lovely Lu out to dinner. Oh well, I just hope the two boys are smarter than I am and stay out of all the messes I got and get into because of the ladies in my life. A couple of days ago, I contacted my brother via text about our great big dog staying at his house one night while my family was in town. He replied that it was ok, but was busy and decided to call me later. When he called, I was in the car with the three kids going somewhere. As I am known to do, I told him that he was on speaker phone when he called. I didn't say the kids were in the car, because most of the people I talk to have small kids and know that is a signal that my kids are in the car. I assume that my brother didn't get that meaning. Apparently, he thought I was telling him, to explain why it was a little noisy. So we discussed the dog staying the night while the family traveled to pick me up from the airport in Atlanta. So he asked if the dog liked cats. I replied that I didn't know. To this he replied that he has a couple dogs and 4 f'ing cats. I then picked up the phone to finish the conversation. No need for the three little ones to be hearing some more accidental words. Lu noticed the comment, but didn't say anything. She just gave me the look. I assume she has heard the same at school. I also assumed the two boys didn't hear it. So fast forward to yesterday. Jr tells SuperMom, that he wants to visit Uncle XX, because he wants to see his f'ing cats. SuperMom shocked, asked "What did you say?". To which, Jr replies "I want to see Uncle XX's f'ing cats". Now SuperMom goes through the discussion that we don't say that word and that it is an adult word. To this Jr replies, "No it is the type of cats that Uncle XX has. I don't what type that is, but that is what he has." Again, SuperMom has to explain the use of that word and that he was not to say it, etc. Jr. then says, "well I still want to see his cats". In case you don't know Jr., he must think he is a comedian, because he says the craziest things. I often am torn between beating him and telling him that was funny. |
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