Thursday, April 3, 2014

Thanksgiving

So much to be thankful for.  The iPad...the games...the opportunity to bond...the brotherly love and cooperation...the fact that the emergency room is less than a mile away when he slips off that chair and hits his head against the table.



- 28 November 2013

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

The Finer Things

When I was a kid I was taught that it was impolite to thank people for giving you money when you received it as a gift.  Instead, you should thank them and then describe your suspected intentions.

Dear Grandma,
Thank you for the kind gift.  I plan to buy comic books and bubble gum and baseball cards...

Here is what my 10-year-old plans.

- 6 May 2013



Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Potato, Potato

"Dad, today in music we did something different than we normally do."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, we went to sing in the cemetery."
That is different.
"Outside?" I asked.
"No. The ce-me-tery," he said, very deliberately.
Good Lord, you mean they've moved it inside?
"Is it possible you mean the sanctuary?"
"Oh, yes."
- 13 November 2013

Monday, March 31, 2014

Bum Rap

Logan fell down the stairs and I came running, pulling him into an embrace.
"Where did you get hurt?"  I asked, kissing his head.
He pointed to his rear end, crying.
"Oh, you hurt your rumpus?  I'm sorry buddy," I said.
He shook his head and wiped his eyes.
"No, Dad, my bottom."
- 1 December 2013

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Sizable Contributions

"What?!"
Logan stood up and turned around, mouth agape.
"You mean the toilet survived that big giant poo?"
Sorry to disappoint you, especially if you were trying to destroy it with your five-year-old butt.

- 5 February 2014

Saturday, March 29, 2014

The Gregorian Calendar

"Dad, when are we going camping?" Logan asked, excitedly.
"Sometime this summer," I said.
"How about Spring the 20th?" he suggested.
I nearly ran off the road from laughing.  Besides, I was thinking more around Summer the 15th.

- 12 February 2014

Friday, March 28, 2014

At the Tone the Time Will Be...

On the way to afternoon activities my son looked over at me.
"What o'clock is it?" he asked.
I'm not sure if I'm amused or upset that I knew exactly what he was talking about.

- 20 March 2014