"Daddy, you want to play house with me?"
"Of course I'll play house with you!"
I start looking around for Isabelle's plastic tea cups and whatnot.
He grabs some legos stuck together to look like a gun and says "Ok - you shoot the bad guys when they come in, and don't worry - I have a bomb!"
Hmmm, girls are different from boys.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Battlestar Galactica, Costco, and Oatmeal
My Dad has a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast everyday. When I was growing up, he thought it would be a great synergy to serve us both up some oatmeal in the morning. I, however, decided it was yucky. Around the same time as I pushed back on the oatmeal, I really (really!) wanted to watch a pretty lame show called Battlestar Galactica (old school style for you youngsters - not nearly as hip as the more recent incarnation). To this day, I can't stand oatmeal because he made a deal with me over 30 years ago that I could watch BG if I would eat a bowl of oatmal. That bowl would get cold and nasty and thick and crusty and I would make the pain of eating it last for the entire episode.
Now I have kids of my own, I bought a Costco variety pack of oatmeals because they told me they liked it. Of course, now that I have a boxful of the nasty stuff - they have decided not to like it. Sigh - I guess there was never smart play with oatmeal for me...
Now I have kids of my own, I bought a Costco variety pack of oatmeals because they told me they liked it. Of course, now that I have a boxful of the nasty stuff - they have decided not to like it. Sigh - I guess there was never smart play with oatmeal for me...
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Stu and I
For some time now, students have been happy to point out the fact that they think I bear a resemblance to Stu from the movie "The Hangover". I have yet to see the entire movie, but have seen so many scenes from it that I really don't think I need to.
When I was eight or so, I flipped while balancing on the top of some monkey bars on a playground. I cracked my tooth and, to this day, I have a fake tooth bolted to the root of my original tooth. The bolt has held up pretty well for over 30 years, but the fake enamel wears away faster my real teeth. The year before I got married, my dentist fixed up the corner of the tooth so I would look sharp for the wedding pictures.
We were out eating some lobster at a dim sum place over the holidays and I lost that chip, so now everyone at school thinks I recently chipped my tooth.
No plans to get it fixed, - I think it will look good with the monocle!
When I was eight or so, I flipped while balancing on the top of some monkey bars on a playground. I cracked my tooth and, to this day, I have a fake tooth bolted to the root of my original tooth. The bolt has held up pretty well for over 30 years, but the fake enamel wears away faster my real teeth. The year before I got married, my dentist fixed up the corner of the tooth so I would look sharp for the wedding pictures.
We were out eating some lobster at a dim sum place over the holidays and I lost that chip, so now everyone at school thinks I recently chipped my tooth.
"How did it happen?" I just tell them "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas."
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