So, my little DP is in love with playing sports. He plays baseball in the spring and football in the fall. He wanted to play baseball this fall too, but there isn't enough days in the week. Last Saturday was his first game playing tackle football. It was a good time and they played hard. So this Monday was the first day of school for the kids in Central Florida. After a long day at school, DP had practice. It was extremely hot and we had to work on offensive and defensive line play. Well, big DP is a defensive end, so I worked with him and the D line on ways to get off the block, through the gap, attack the QB, flow to the ball, etc. He loved it and worked very hard even though he had a long day at school. After two hours, we were ready to go. DP took off his pads, helmet, and shirt. We got in the car and he complained about his head and his stomach. I was sure he hadn't consumed enough water during practice. However, at the end of practice he did drink a lot. While driving he asked me to pull over so he could throw up. I tried to help him understand that it was because he worked so hard in practice, it was extremely hot, he didn't drink enough during practice, and finally drank too much at the end. After he told me he felt better, I restated that he worked hard, put out maximum effort, was great, really was getting the concept, etc. As matter of fact as possible, DP says "I don't want to work hard anymore if it makes my stomach hurt." I understood his logic, but I guess he misunderstood my message. Anyway he was back out there yesterday giving it his all.
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So as I have said many times before, DP is very literal and extremely black and white. In his mind it is either right or wrong, good or bad, correct or incorrect. Nothing in the grey area. The other day, I was rushing with DP and Jr in the truck trying to get to football practice. I was not speeding, only because the conditions didn't allow for it. I came up to a red light. I stopped and then turned right as is legal in my state. Since DP doesn't drive, he hasn't learned all of the rules of the road yet. He was unaware of the right on red rule. He pipes up "Well we are breaking the law, but the good thing is we will be at practice on time". I explained to him it isn't illegal to turn right on red and then proceeded to answer many other questions about the rules of the road, "like can you turn left on red?", "Why not?", etc. If this was an isolated case, I wouldn't be writing about it. However, the other day, SuperMom was driving down an country road near our house and saw a trooper with radar on the side of the road. She looked at her speedometer and made a noise. Apparently, she was going 40 miles per hour in a 35 mile per hour zone. DP asks "Are you speeding?" .SuperMom said "I am going five miles over the speed limit". To this he replied, "What are you going to do when he pulls you over?" She stated that "he hadn't turned on his lights and thus was not pulling her over, but if he did she would give him her license and registration". "What would you do if he gave you a ticket?" was his next question. "Pay it" was the reply. Finally he says "you wouldn't have to worry about that if you go what the sign says". I can't wait until he gets his first ticket. I am going to repeat those words to him over and over. Oh well, Officer DP enforcing the rules of the road keeping us safe. Yesterday, I found out how valuable I am to the family, or at least to Lu. SuperMom and Lu were going shopping to buy groceries at Target while me and the boys were at football practice. Apparently, the parking lot was extremely full and as is often the case during this time of year, it was beginning to rain. SuperMom and Lu circled around the parking lot a bit and finally found a spot a good distance from the entrance to the store. This is where the truth came out. In case, you are unaware, I have one really bad knee and one slightly bad knee. They are the result of 18 years in the military (only 2 more to go before I can retire), 8 of which was infantry. I have had different treatments to basically push off having a replacement. Hopefully, the VA will do the right think when time comes. Now back to how important I am for Lu. She decided yesterday that my bad knee needs to go ahead and give out completely. Not because a replacement will make it pain free, but because she wants to get a handicap sticker and felt that I was the closest one to being handicapped. She said that she is tired of having to walk so far in the rain, and if I just go ahead and have my knee breakdown, she wouldn't have to. Now I always thought of the three, that Lu valued me and loved me for the things I contribute to the family. She talks to me about things and I always listen patiently even though it takes her a long time to get to the point. I help her constantly with her homework and encourage her to do different things. But apparently, none of those things are as useful as my bum knee. Oh well, here is to being loved no matter why. So the other day, DP was sent on what you would think is a routine task. In case, you don't remember, DP is the first up every morning. I did beat him, Saturday however, because I had a meeting at 7:00 am and was up around 5:30 am. At 5:45 am, I hear this faint "Hey.", while I was sitting in the dark. I turned around and it was DP. Back to the point however. Later that day, around 7:30 am, SuperMom asked DP to go wake up Jr. So, he goes upstairs and SuperMom hears Jr crying. When DP comes down stairs, SuperMom asked him, why he was crying. His reply was "He woke up crying." That is odd" she replied. "Did he say what was wrong?" "He said his stomach hurt," was he comment. Now SuperMom is thinking that if his stomach is hurting enough when he wakes up that he is crying, wouldn't the pain have awakened him already. She asked DP, how did you wake him up? He said I karate chopped him in the stomach and yelled "Hiyah". Now we see why his stomach is hurting. SuperMom asked "why did you do that?". DP replied that Lu told him that you don't feel anything while you are sleeping, so he thought it was a good way to wake him. SuperMom explained that was not correct, to which DP said "Lu lied to me." "I think Lu lies to me a lot." Now for someone as bright as he is, he believes his sister like she knows everything. It might come from the fact that she spits out facts like she is "The Google". It could be that he is just gullible, The best part of the entire event, was that Jr comes downs stairs a few minutes later as though nothing even happened. |
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