So Jr is the great age of seven. He is very good at reading words and reads everything he sees. This includes words he shouldn't read. He has also heard words that he shouldn't hear. This is from other kids, the TV, and the radio. The other day, SuperMom said that she had a CRACK in her phone. After hearing this, Jr stated, "Mom you said my favorite word. C-R-A-P." Of course, SuperMom corrected him. He then stated he can't wait to be eight because he can say C-R-A-P once he is eight. I am not sure what his deal is with bad words. A couple of days ago, Jr started asking about how you make a song and who decides how it gets on the radio and etc. After explaining the process to the best of my ability, Jr. said "When I become an adult, I am going to make a song with all the bad words in it". I am not sure why, but he wants to. I figured it couldn't be any worse than what is out there now. Maybe we will end up with a successful song writer in our future.
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Still catching up to help the reviewers in the Valley. So my subjects are very unique. Some times we offer them rewards for doing something great. One thing I do is reward DP for maximum effort during football practice. We have this thing where if he has a great week of practice, he can get a cookie and cream shake from Chic Fil A one night a week. So we are often eating at Chic Fil A. The other subjects have realized that some days DP gets a shake. So, when I call to see if I need to pick up dinner and inform SuperMom that I will pick up Chic Fil A for DP, Jr, and myself and ask them what they might want and from where; now the other two say "if you are getting a shake, I want one too". So, I end up buying three shakes on those days about half of the time. DP does not like this. He doesn't understand why they are getting a shake for doing nothing. I once said that Jr had been doing his homework very well lately, so DP says "Great, I can get a shake every day if that is the rule". He commented the last time I got all three a shake, that Lu hasn't done anything, why is she getting a shake. Apparently, he doesn't want to share the shake deal. No Shake For You in his best Soup Nazi voice. So much for trying to teach them to share. I guess you must earn the shake in his eyes. So most of you know that the lovely Lu is the vocal one. She sings, she talks, she whistles, she never stops. She will talk to anyone that will listen. Many times while I am driving with her, she has been telling me a story for 30 minutes and I have no clue what she is talking about. Well, Jr has also inherited the talkative gene. He never stops. Pokeman this, soccer that, etc. He talks to strangers like they are family. Now that the subjects are all doing something every evening, either Supermom or I am often alone with one of the subjects while we wait on the others to finish their activity. On Thursday, DP and I were at football, while Lu was at rowing. SuperMom picked Jr up from gymnastics and was killing time. So they went to Starbucks to do some homework and enjoy their beverages. At the restaurant (you like how I spelled one of DP's words correctly right there) there was a couple with a pair of dogs. So Jr found out they were named Chloe and Evie. He proceeded to tell them how that was some weird names and that we had Chihuahuas too. Ours were Braxton and Caesar. Braxton was old and dead. Caesar was old and hard of hearing and seeing. I sure SuperMom was wondering when he was going to direct them to our gold. Eventually, they had to leave to pick up Lu. As he was leaving Jr told SuperMom, "now we can mark Starbucks and Ellie Lou's off our list, where are we going next week?". They never stop saying something different. So it has been brought to my attention that I have not been properly documenting my experiment with the subjects. I have failed to enter information into the journal at a timely manner. I plan to fix that today for my reviewers in the Valley. The first entry with focus on DP. So three weeks ago, school started for the three subjects. DP started third grade. I help SuperMom with the homework when it is in my lane or when I am available. So that means math stuff or computer stuff or presentations. However, this year I started working with DP on his spelling words. I call them out of Thursday night so he will be ready for his test on Friday. Words like repetition, independent, ought, temperature, restaurant, calendar, losing, lying, and more similar to these. After the first week, I was starting to think, Damn I don't remember third grade words being like this. What happened to "can, boat, truck, etc". So week two is a repeat of week one. More words that are difficult to spell. DP struggled with a word here and there, but made a 100 on all his tests. Then, the teacher sent an email out saying that so far they have been using a list of the 250 most misspelled words in the English language. Additionally, she stated that going forward the students will be able to pick between two lists. One from the 250 and one from the normal 3rd grade words. Of course DP being an overachiever picked the difficult words. I would have picked the other list. He is still perfect on his spelling tests. The issue is that I have to look at about half of the words on the page to make sure that he is spelling them correctly, because I am not sure how to spell them. Oh well, at least I can say I helped him become the genius he will become when he is older. That helps a little when you realize that your eight year old is smarter than you already. I did have a good run though, but there is a new sheriff in town now. I won't let on any time soon. FYI, I had to look up three words while writing this update.
So yesterday, SuperMom had a busy schedule taking Lu and Jr to gym and then soccer practice while I took DP to football. Since one activity is after the other, Jr had to stay with SuperMom while Lu did her gym work. SuperMom and Jr went to one of her favorite stores, The Dollar Store. The two of them were in there shopping and after a while, Jr told SuperMom "I haven't found one dollar yet." Do they look different than the regular ones?" While laughing SuperMom explained that everything in the store only cost a dollar. Jr thought for a minute and then proclaimed he loved this store because there was a lot of things he wanted and they were only a dollar. Like Mom like Son, I guess. I am worried that SuperMom is detrimentally effecting the subjects with her trips to the thrift stores. It has resulted in Jr loving The Dollar Store and DP looking forward to going to Goodwill with her. At least Lu still hates shopping. I am sure that will change to. So this morning, I got up as usual, let the dog out, and took a shower. Today was different because, Lu started her week long Crew (rowing) camp. It starts at 8:00 am everyday. So I was in the den finishing morning prep and waiting on Lu to finish up before we left. Jr was up already and had been since I was up. Shortly after we left SuperMom awoke. Jr was talking to SuperMom as usual. He was saying he got up, made him something to eat and was discussing the things he wanted to do today. However, at the beginning, he said "I got up and walked out of my room, and Lu walked by". That doesn't sound odd at all, but you have to consider he said it with an amazed look on his face and with excitement in his voice. Even Jr knew that something was up, because Lu was up and it wasn't 11 yet. It was like he said WTF out loud in his head. That boy is a smart one and a smart aleck too. It is officially Summer. However, the subjects have been out of school for a few weeks now. Our subjects are very busy in the school year and expect to be the same in the summer. Currently, Lu is practicing for the All State Choir and still doing her Aerial Arts twice a week. Jr and DP have made the gymnastics team at their gym and thus must go practice twice a week for 1.5 hours each day. This is in addition to their normal 1 hour of gymnastics they complete weekly. The issue is that they no longer do anything at the same time. So SuperMom is constantly driving them around town. Some times this becomes troublesome, and she stated that she is like an Uber driver. I told her that is good, because it means that she has a car that is approved, a good personality, and a steady stream of clients. She replied that not all of that is true but the kids keep coming back. Since she only transports kids, she stated that she is only a K'uber driver. The qualifications are big car, willing to work for free, must be available at all times, good personality is optional, able to act interested in the passengers's stories, somewhat on time, safe, and only minimal complaining to the subjects. To the physicist, the last one does not apply. So some times when you think the subjects understand what you are saying, they really don't. The other day, DP asked what cholesterol was. I began to explain to DP that cholesterol is an alcohol, thus the -ol at the end of the word. I also stated that it causes plaque in the arteries and can be bad for your system. I continued with there are good and bad types of cholesterol and we need to limit our intake of the bad type. He then asked where do we get cholesterol. I named a few foods but the one that stuck in his mine was butter. That was the end of the conversation. However, he was talking to a neighbor about random things and for some reason butter came up. DP proceeded to tell the neighbor that he was an alcoholic because he loved butter and butter contained alcohol. I don't know where to go from there. Oh well, he could be a druggy. At least it isn't the hard stuff. So once again the great DP has said or done somethings that make me wonder if he will make in this world. For new readers, he is the literal one. He understands what you say, not what you mean. It is like computer programming when talking to him. He understands what is written on the lines, not what you meant to write on the lines. I have three examples to prove my point. The first happened Wednesday. It was the last day of school and the kids were to leave their book bags at home. Therefore SuperMom packed their lunch in paper bags and wrote a little note on each one.The first was for Jr. His note read. "Jr, Congratulations on Your Last day of School". DP's was similar but said "DP, Congratulations on the Last Day of 2nd Grade". So of course I asked SuperMom, why the two different messages, to which she replied "you know DP". Five minutes later, DP rounds the corner and reads Jr's bag and states "It isn't his last day of school. He is only finishing 1st grade." The second example came last night while watching this show where the main character was a large male who looked like a large female. The character's grandmother dies, and SuperMom in the kitchen only barely watching asks DP if the girl's grandmother died. He replied nope. Then SuperMom asked "who is that older lady who died?". DP replied that "she is the grandmother". SuperMom then asked "was she her Grandmother". Frustrated, DP asked "Who are you talking about?". Equally frustrated, SuperMom replied "her". DP then states "that person is a man and not a her". Finally, the funniest of the three to happen this week deals with his yearbook. While looking at the pictures, SuperMom stated "your teacher takes a good picture". DP replies "she didn't take the pictures; they hired a photographer to take them." Now that is funny, because I was witness to this conversation and before he could utter the words, I knew what his reply would be. I knew that SuperMom had made the mistake of not properly stating what she meant. All this reminds me of Sheldon saying, "there is nothing wrong with me, my mom had me tested." So Jr is the one that is quick to reply to something. Usually it is in a funny manner. One such instance occurred last Sunday night while we were traveling to see a drive in movie about 35 minutes from our house. As soon as we got two miles down the road it started raining. It was about an hour before the movie was to start. As soon as it did start sprinkling however, Jr yells out "Ah come on!". Of course the car load of people laughed at the outburst. But it is not just odd random one liners that get us laughing. He also has some very logical funny opinions. Yesterday, SuperMom instructed him to take his shoes upstairs. After doing so and returning back downstairs a little while later, Jr pipes up he wished we had a live in maid. Now I must notify you that we do have a house cleaning service that comes in once every two weeks and cleans the house. During the time period between that we do the cleaning and the straightening, but mainly the straightening. So SuperMom asked why do you want a live in maid, and Jr replied that way you can stop yelling "I am not your maid" when you tell us to do something. He has many more and once you start laughing he gets it going even more. The best however is when he starts laughing because he has a deep belly laugh that is contagious. |
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