We had a birthday party for Katie last weekend at Mike's mom's house, and it was a lot of fun. They have so many cousins to play with, and they really all do play with each other, nobody ever gets left out of the mix. So although I always leave with a headache, I also always have a good time there.
At one point during the party Mike and Billy had this little conversation:
Billy is in the bathroom when it takes place.
Mike: "You okay in there?"
Billy: "Yes, Daddy I really like this bathroom"
Mike: "Why's that"
Billy: "Because when I poop the water splashes me on the butt"
Mike: (laughing hysterically)
Billy: "Isn't that cool?"
This is a perfect example of how most conversations go with this kid, even when he is in trouble one of us will usually have to leave the room so that he doesn't see us laughing.
Some people want well mannered kids, or studious kids, or kids that are orderly and helpful, I am not one of those people. Not that I would kick them to the curb for any of those things, but I appreciate when they can find the weirdness of a situation, when they look at things and see what they can be, instead of just what they are supposed to be.
We have a fan in our house that has a fairly small opening so that you can blow all the air in one direction, Jackson figured out that if he put a beach ball in front of it, the ball will spin in the air for hours at a time. We brought the same fan to my mother in law's, and our niece Lizzy, used it to blow the tissue paper from the gifts across the room, laughing her butt off the entire time. I love that, it's such a great approach to life.
I am married to a pessimist (reading this will come as no surprise to him), for everything that I want to do, he will have at least 5 reasons why it is a bad idea, or how it won't work. I love my husband, but it is very annoying. I prefer trying to see how I CAN make it work, I think more gets done that way. Everything we have from cell phones to microwaves, to the computer games that he loves so much (not to mention the computers he plays them on), came from someone looking at the old version, and thinking they could make it a little bit better.
Whether you believe we evolved from apes, or we were created on the sixth day, you can't deny that we have come a long way, baby. After another argument with Adam, because he was going on about how she should do the dishes because, after all she was created from his rib, Eve couldn't hop on an airplane to see her mother (partly because she didn't have a mother) because there were no planes. If you would have even suggested such a thing, right after they asked, "Where did you come from, I thought it was just me and Adam in this garden?", they would have thought you were insane. There were no big metal birds to take you visit your mother in Florida, or for a girls weekend in Vegas.
People can fight forever about creationism or evolution, it's sort of like politics, I'd rather just keep it to myself, either way it's all in the past. Talk to me about innovation, because I can go on forever about where we might be going.
I think I will end this post here, now that it has taken such an odd turn.
**20 best update**
I didn't mention in my previous post that the guy had some criteria for picking the "best of all time" using staying power, critics reviews, Grammy noms, etc.. because where is the fun in that? I wanted to know what your favorites would be if you could make the list.
Love all the feedback, considering that even my dad emailed me to find out why Bing Crosby's 'White Christmas', and Lawrence Welk's Polkas, didn't make the list.
I would have to agree with you, Mike, on Soap Opera, it is still one of my favorites to date. I would also throw in Dixie Chicks - Fly, Meatloaf - Bat out of Hell, and Red Hot Chili Peppers (any of their first 4 albums).
Sunday, August 3, 2008
toilet humor...
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Okay, what the heck is this post about?
This one fits the title of the blog perfectly --random.
As for water on the butt, much is dependent on your diet. it takes a solid shot to get a splash.
As for all the rest, I'm not sure of the continuity, so I'll just take it for what it is. Julie being Julie. . . . and that's okay with me.
Sorry, I went a little stream of consciousness on you.
Taking "odd turns" is your specialty, I look forward to them,
keep up the good work.
UF
In the spirit of the confirmed randomness of your post, I will respond in kind.
As I read about your son and his bathroom pleasure, I was thinking back to a memory about my daughter which was equally wonderful. She was about 3 at the time:
Me: Honey, here's your new toothbrush!
Carmen: Okay. (continues putting toothpaste on old toothrbush)
Me: So we can get rid of your old toothbrush and use the new one.
Carmen: But... this toothbrush has been my best friend for a long time.
Adorable. Reminded me of the Velveteen Rabbit.
And now for the real randomness. What's so great about these stories of little kids and their enchantments is the pure simple joy they seem to feel from small things. I teach high school, so I deal with very unlikeable behaviors and attitudes on a regular basis, and easily engage in conversations about how bad kids are these days, particulary how bad teenagers are. But the truth is, yes, they are spoiled, disrespectful, and often lazy. I am used to it. What really breaks my heart though, it that they seem to feel no joy. By giving them eveything and robbing them of responsibility, we have raised a generation of children who know nothing about real happiness: Happiness that comes from going without, or from truly struggling before accomplishing or "getting."
Yes, teenagers these days are unbelievable. But at the core, it's just sad to watch how unhappy they are, despite the many conveniences available.
Okay, random enough?
The toilet humor you wrote about is inspiring to me becasue it's nice to see that children can still be children. Thank God for those moments of joy.
:)
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