Yesterday was my beautiful, funny, kind, and talented daughter's birthday. Lu turned 12. It doesn't seem like it was 12 years ago that I rushed SuperMom to the hospital in a snow storm and then waited for hours until the magical time of 4:26, when she arrived. As you may know, Lu is my only daughter and she has totally adopted all of the girly stuff. At 12 going on 30, she is all girl. So it has become the time in her life that she likes to go shopping for clothes (I didn't know there was a shopping gene that apparently only women have and it gets activated around 12 years of age), getting make-up, always talking about everything, getting her nails done, and all of the other girly things. So yesterday for her birthday, SuperMom took Lu and the two boys (they are all out of school every year on Lu's B'day) around to different places that she wanted to do. One of these things was getting a manicure and a pedicure. I really think it is more for SuperMom than for Lu, but oh well. So yesterday, the four of them went to the nail salon. Before they were called back, SuperMom wanted to see who all was getting their nails done. DP was asked but said he didn't want to; he would set up front and wait. SuperMom asked multiple times, but he repeatedly replied with "No, he would wait". SuperMom explained that he could get clear nail polish on his nails, and it would not stand out, or he could just get his nails cut and whatever else they do to your hands and feet other than polish them. Still, he said no he would wait. So, SuperMom, Lu, and Jr all went back to get there nails done. After a few minutes, SuperMom went up front to double check on DP. DP as you might know has not fully embraced his tough side and tends to be more emotional that most boys of his age. He was up front trying not to cry. So Supermom, asked him what was wrong. Of course he was upset because he wasn't getting his nails done. So she said, I asked you multiple times but you kept saying no. To this he replied, "I kinda want to have them do my feet, but my feet stink and I don't want them to smell them". SuperMom explained the washing part and that it would be ok, so of course DP got his feet done. So, I am thinking this should be a life lesson for my football player. Either, you wear socks like I have told you a thousand times, or you toughen up. So yes, I have four people at my house with freshly done nails. Jr, has red, white and blue finger nails, and solid blue toe nails. Lu has her usual colors and DP has clear toe nail polish on his freshly pampered feet. In a million years, I would never had thought it. Now I can't wait to get the credit card bill for this.
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As anyone who has seen a cartoon movie in the past ten years can tell you, these movies are not just for the kids any more. They have some subtle adult humor laced throughout the movie. I assume to keep the parents of the kids entertained as they have to bring their kids to these movies. If the parents find them funny, then they will be more willing to bring "little Johnny" to the movie. This is also true for the movie that SuperMom took Lu, DP, and Jr to yesterday. Lu is now at the age that she understands these kid movie jokes. DP usually does as well, although he doesn't really get jokes in general. Jr can't be bothered with figuring out those jokes. He is too busy thinking of his own. Ask mentioned previous, after repeating herself three times and finally explaining it to me, I thought they were going to see "The Good Dinosaur" yesterday. However, they went to see Alvin and the Chipmunks. There is a scene in the movie where one of the chipmunks is holding some acorns. Another chipmunk looks at the acorn holding one and says "... I'll hit you in your nuts.". To this Lu laughs a little, and you can see the wheels start turning in DP's head. He then asks SuperMom, what is he referring to? To which SuperMom said, "I believe he is referring to the acorns he is holding. Why?" DP then starts to fumble through explaining that "nuts is some times used to talk about down there" as he points downward. He then smiles like he finally gets the joke. Black and White, no gray. That boy makes me laugh without trying. He reminds me of Sheldon all the time. Yesterday, Supermom, DP, and I were in my truck heading to pick Jr and Lu up from gymnastics. Since it is Christmas break and the kids are home from school, I asked SuperMom what she and the kids might do today. Since she didn't want DP to know, she whispered it to me. DP's ears are stopped up due to allergies, so I am sure he didn't hear her. But I didn't understand her either. Thus, I asked her to repeat it, which she did. To no avail. I asked again and once again she whispered it to me. I didn't understand her again. I replied, I must not be hearing you right, because all three times it sounded like you said dinosaur and I know that isn't correct. To this, SuperMom burst out laughing. I am at a loss for why. She then says that is exactly what I said. Now I am more confused than ever, because I don't remember seeing any dinosaurs walking around while I was driving to work. Then she said, don't you remember us talking about the movie I might take them to? I guess we discussed them seeing The Good Dinosaur. Who knew? I didn't, and thus thought I was going deaf. I hope the movie makes her laugh as much as my statement. We never had to whisper before we had these subjects. Yesterday morning, the family headed north to have lunch with my in-laws. It is a three hour drive and the kids often are watching a movie. Since it is a lengthy trip, the kids usually finish a movie and then will take a break and listen to the radio as we are. After the movie while DP was listening to the radio, the song T.H.E. (The Hardest Ever) by Will.I.Am featuring Mick Jagger and Jennifer Lopez came on the radio. I have never heard this song. Apparently, I am the only one in the car that hadn't. I have linked the clean version with words below. However, the version on the radio was not the clean version. So every time a particular part of the chorus would come on, SuperMom would crank down the song, this is how much they wanted to hear this song. I listened to this song and wasn't impressed. However, the part that had me laughing was at the beginning when it started playing. DP says to himself, "Oh this is my jam!". Apparently, he is either going hard or he is going home. I'll remind him of "his jam" when football season starts back. So , last night the family decorated the Christmas tree. The tree had been up for a couple of days, but we hadn't put the ornaments on it yet. Jr asked all through dinner, can we decorate the tree now?; how about now?; Dad are you done eating?, etc. Finally, after finishing dinner, we began the task of decorating the tree. Within two minutes, an ornament was down. I got the broom and the dust pan and started sweeping up the glass pieces. While doing this, ornament two hit the ground. I just relocated and started sweeping some more. Then the vacuum was retrieved and the remaining glass was cleaned up. During this time, the three subjects are putting ornaments on the tree. Prior to starting, I had placed a small three step ladder near the tree. While I was sweeping they were climbing the ladder and putting up ornaments. Never mind the fact that the lower limbs were bare, they had to climb the ladder and put ornaments where the ladder ended. During this time, Jr is making some odd repetitive horn sound non stop. Lu is singing every song she can think of (none of them are Christmas songs by the way) while asking the question "Do you even _____?". You fill in the blank. Apparently, this is the slogan kids in seventh grade are saying. One example is "Do you even lift?" Of course, Lu applied this questions to everything all night in between her singing. Now SuperMom and I are trying to relocate ornaments to even out the tree. Finally, I need to get the big ladder. Nothing good ever happens when I get the big ladder. Now the kids are fighting over whose turn it is to climb the ladder and place the ornaments. Again, they totally ignore the lower areas and place them at the exact location the ladder stops. That is how the top would look if we didn't rearrange. So I started wondering if it was the decorating they wanted to do, or just climb the ladder. Oh well, we are done but I keep hearing this constant beeping sound like some truck is backing up in my head, and can't stop asking my co-workers "Do you even work?"; "Do you even lunch?". Hopefully, they understand. Tis the season. PS. I had to give DP more money this morning because the librarian loaned him $3 to finish buying the books he wanted. Since we moved to Florida my kids have gone to Public School instead of Private School. I must point out it is called Public school, not Free school, because theses schools are pulling money out of my wallet almost as fast as I put it in there. This week is field trip, secret Santa shopper or something like that, and book sale. I know these are optional expenses, but they hype it up so much with the kids that you look like a jerk if you don't give in. So after paying $20 for a field trip what we actually have an annual pass to, so in theory it should be free, and after giving $40 for some Santa shopping the kids want to do, DP wants to get some books from the book sale. SuperMom told DP to look at the list of books for sale and pick some. Last night after dinner, DP gave SuperMom the list. The grand total of the books he wants? $94! Now I understand he likes to read, but $94 for some books that I can get for half the price on-line. We had to start narrowing the list. DP says, "you can take that one off and that one off". Now down to $72. Once again we do a slimming of the list. Down to $59. One more time through and we are down to $40, so I give in and just drop two twenties on the counter and call it good. I sure hope the kids understand the business school lessons their elementary school is trying to teach them. I also hope some of you start clicking on the ads on this page, so I can afford Public School. So as stated, we eat dinner together most nights. The other night, we had finished dinner and the two boys had left the table to do what they do. SuperMom, Lu and I were still at the table. This is a time where we have few minutes for SuperMom and I to talk about different things prior to cleaning the table. Lu likes to stay because she likes to hear our conversation. We often encourage her to go shower or whatever so we can talk, mainly about the three subjects and the issues of the day. Trust me, with three of them there is always issues of the day. However, this instance was slightly different. Lu stayed and we talked. But SuperMom noticed our oldest dog. Now this dog is 700 years old in dog years, only 18 or 19 in human years. So I must point out that she has been around longer than SuperMom and I have been married. Needless to say, she is not as active or mentally aware as she used to be and walks with a slight tip-toe approach. Therefore, she does some odd things throughout the day. This particular time was one of them. Our kitchen has two entrances and one is close to the table. So she started walking around the kitchen going into the den and back through the other entrance and back into the den. Basically a counter clockwise circle. After the third time, we couldn't help but pay attention. I started making comments, "Around the final curve, down the stretch she comes". Lu also starting making comments and watching this. After about 20 laps, we finally got up, but Lu could not stop laughing and commenting on her behavior. I guess your life is officially boring when you watch a dog circle the kitchen 20 or so times and laugh as she does it. The best part was at one point of the circle, she is out of our view, so we anxiously wait for her to make the turn so we can see her again. So most of you may know that our family eats dinner together every night. During this time, we turn off the TV and try to enjoy each other's company. That isn't always an easy task with a 11 year old, an 8 year old, and a 7 year old who like different types of food. Someone always doesn't like what was cooked or bought from the local restaurant. However, recently a new ritual was introduced to dinner and for the life of me I do not know who introduced it or why it was introduced. The new thing is to have a dumbest joke contest while at dinner. I must point out that these test subjects excel at this game. Their jokes are the dumbest things you have ever heard. "Why did the chicken cross the road?" "To get away from Chic -Fil-A." type of jokes. "Why did Adele cross the road?" "So she can say Hello from the Other Side." They are just plane terrible jokes. However, the worst part is after they tell these jokes, they make this horrible face, tilt their head back, and make a horrible sound. The sound is something like UUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHH. Then they laugh. Even worse, they want me to tell them who wins. Hell, I don't know who wins. Some of the jokes don't even have punch lines or make sense. Even if I told them who won, it would like being declared the prettiest person in Walmart. Oh well, this too will pass, I hope. UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHH. |
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