As you all know, I have two young kids that are basically blog fodder gold for me. Oh, yeah, and I love them dearly, etc. etc. That’s important to me, too. But back to my blog again. Now that my son is almost ten, he’s decided to limit our conversations to one word. I’ll ask him a question and he’ll either ignore me completely, or he’ll say, “Huh?” while looking off into the distance. So it’s getting harder for me to give you, dear blog readers, those fascinating gems that used to fly out of his mouth. But he still manages to crack me up with a few choice words.
He’s been writing to his pen pal from another country in school for months now. They both love Super Mario Brothers, Hot Wheels and pizza. I am as shocked as you are. The other day, the teacher set up a live video chat with everyone’s pen pals so they could finally meet in person. I was desperately trying to get information out of my son about the experience.
“Did you see your pen pal?”
“Did you see him?”
“How was it?”
“Did you talk with him?”
“Wasn’t it cool to see your friend from another country?”
“What country is he from again?”
And the conversation ended. Along with my hopes of him ever becoming a geography teacher.
My son doesn’t come up to me as much anymore to strike up a conversation because he’s probably afraid I’ll sneak in one of my quick hugs and kisses and he’ll be forced to make a hasty retreat. So it was shocking when he came up to me and my husband on purpose to sit down and talk with us while we were watching TV.
“Mom, Dad, I want to tell you something.”
(mutes TV) “Yes! What is it?”
“Well, I’ve been thinking and….”
“Don’t get mad but….I kinda wanna….”
“It’s okay. You can tell us! You can tell us anything at all! At any time!”
(leaning forward, on the edge of our seats)
“Well…Mom, Dad. I’ve decided to change my name.”
“Just thought I’d tell you guys to call me Mario from now on, ok?”
And he ran away.
I’m hoping by the time he’s in college, Mario will want to talk with me again.
You might have heard about this craze called ‘photobombing’. Where someone sneaks into the corner or background of someone else’s picture and makes a face or something equally clever and obnoxious. Here is a video of my daughter, trying to sing the ABC’s “Country Style” (her preK teacher taught her this version which I find hilarious) My daughter had tried to do this video more than a few times and, as you can see by the end of the video, she had a hard time.
And here she is attempting a rousing rendition of Lady Gaga’s Born This Way.
Fellow blogger extraordinaire k8edid is running a series of writing contests titled The Deadly Sins. This week it’s all about gluttony. You should have a character die or be in the process of dying and it should be no more than 600 words. She promises lots of prizes (this week it’s her world famous chocolate chip cookies and a $20 donation will be made, in their name, to the Food Bank or other hunger-fighting charitable organization of their choosing!) and besides, it’s fun to write, so go on over there and enter. Death, sins, charity and cookies. What more could you want, really?