My kids rock
It’s difficult not to compare your kids to other kids. It’s only natural that you want your kids to be doing whatever the other kids are doing when it comes to developmental skills. I mean you see this guy’s kid writing his name at age four and you’re thinking… “Impressive… Excuse me while I go find my kids and a pen.”
You read that this guy’s little guy is memorizing books and speaking philosophically and you start googling Philosophy for Children because, damn it, your kids need to catch up.
But then you remember what your kids can do. For instance, they both know the anatomically correct name for their “private parts.” Furthermore, Swee’Pea has proven to be a great teacher. Just today, PBS has thrown my morning routine into chaos by replacing Curious George and Clifford with Teletubbies and Barney the evil purple dinosaur. When TheMonk demanded to watch Curious George and I had already explained to him that it wasn’t physically possible to watch Curious George because his father was too cheap to purchase the DVR function from our local cable company, Swee’Pea finally got tired of TheMonk’s whining and said in a manner that was simultaneously cavalier and exasperated, “Curious George is all gone, Monk.” End of story.
Our kids read books too. Or should I say “book”? We have had to hide the Car Book from TheMonk as there’s only so many times you can look for the man in the dump truck. Swee’Pea has finally moved on from Goodnight Gorilla and we’re now into identifying objects in a Dora book. She’s got Boots and Dora down.
And then there’s the physical achievements of late. Just today, TheMonk walked by and Swee’Pea playfully swatted TheMonk on the behind. This will come in handy when she’s terrorizing quarterbacks in the NFL. TheMonk runs a lot now – but it ain’t pretty. In fact he’s a spitting image of Phoebe from Friends. As a former collegiate sprinter, this concerns me to no end. I’ve got to work on his arm swing. However, his training partner Swee’Pea pushes him every day (literally and figuratively) to do more and if he does someday achieve Olympic greatness, the genesis will be the days that Swee’Pea spent chasing her brother.
So there. My kids kick butt (or in Swee’Pea’s case, swat butt). What can your kids do?
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Hey, he’s barely 4 at that, and as you can see he does a mean self-portrait. My other kid balances it out. He eats dog food.
I didn’t know Columbia had a track team.
Comment by whit — September 5, 2007 @ 11:56 pm
hmmm, we have moved on to foot in mouth on mason’s part and owen, well, our unique little guy with the considerable weight of his head is now sitting pretty in his bumbo controlling his neck muscles in a fairly good manner…man, that boy of mine has an einstein head. i love the image of sweetpea swatting his butt, oh yeah, owen decided to put omi’s foot in his mouth. heehee.
Comment by mamie — September 6, 2007 @ 8:58 am
Well since you asked…
At 17 mths one does a great nose honk ..and the other can put her toes in her ears (very flexible) and yesterday learnt to say “pees” (please) in the middle of what was a very looong night. I decided that if she is gonna scream and holler to sleep on me then the least she could do was say please.
Glad to see the site back-I was worried yesterday!
Comment by Twinshere — September 6, 2007 @ 10:11 am
Family trivia: TheMonk’s Uncle Ben while racing against Calvin and/or Alvin Harrison in high school threw a shoe and finished the race with one shoe. Amazingly enough he wasn’t last and who was it that dropped the baton at the state meet?
Comment by Grandmother — September 6, 2007 @ 10:30 am
Not to mention that SP does a mean inverted triangle pose. Hell, I’m 31 and I can’t do that.
Comment by Rattling The Kettle — September 6, 2007 @ 11:02 am
Matt……Grandmother wasn’t referring to you was she???
You didn’t!!!! Well, other than that instance, the kids in
our family are pretty amazing!
Comment by Aunt Raina — September 6, 2007 @ 11:25 am
Yeah, PBS screwed with our programming, too. Ane caught a glimpse of “Calliou” this morning and after being exposed to him during our trip to Missouri, there is no way on earth I am letting her watch that whiny French-Canadian boy at home. Fortunately, we have DVR capabilities that allow me to give them Curious George on demand.
Let’s see… Ane is approaching 4 and can recite “Olivia and the Missing Toy” from memory, as well as belt out Carrie Underwood’s “Jesus, Take The Wheel” like a broken record – and she’s mastered 25 piece puzzles. Tad can climb large pieces of furniture with one arm in a cast by using his face as leverage. But the cast comes off tomorrow, so he’ll be back to climbing like a normal monkey.
Comment by Deanna — September 6, 2007 @ 4:29 pm
My kid just grew arms and legs, and is now working on eyelids! Always one for self improvement:-)
Comment by samantha jo campen — September 6, 2007 @ 8:33 pm