Left to right: Captain Imperfecto, Nico and Christopher lazy day
December 27, 2014
Will my kids remember anything of 2014? They’re just 5 and 6. So much has happened this year but the only thing that was important to them was their 100-yard safety zone that expands the circumference of the house.
Will my kids remember anything of 2014? They’re just 5 and 6. So much has happened this year but the only thing that was important to them was their 100-yard safety zone that expands the circumference of the house.
“Dad where’s the boat?” Daddy, what happened to the boat?”
“Daddy is the boat broke?”
That may be my quotes of the year. It’s good to know that in
their short life span the only concern for them is the horror of the boat being
gone. Just to remind you. Just this year I invested into a 30-foot boat. IT’s a
money pit for some but a lifestyle for us.
But there were other terms used by my boys this year.
“Daddy, shut up.” “ No, daddy.” “Leave me alone, daddy!”
“SHeriptttt.” Was that shit?
This has been the year of sitting down and trying to talk or
even compromise with my boys instead of applying corporal punishment. I did my
best to ignore the “shut-up” overtures but I could only ignore so much.
This year marked the year of the iPhone for my sons. Where
as they both wanted to play with the device at the same time. Now, I haven’t
had an iPhone since I let it go after my first purchase in 2007 for an android
Note. But to my boys it will be forever an iPhone.
The struggle is real with my sons. Especially when it comes
to applying the seat boat.
“Put on that seat belt,” I said. “Okay daddy, in a minute.”
“No, put that belt on now!”
“Okay. Dad, wait a second.”
“Don’t make me start. Put it on now!”
My five year old is on a candy binge. He’ll eat candy no
matter where he finds it. I mean anywhere. He definitely got the sweet tooth
from his mother.
“What do you want for dinner, Christopher,” I said.
“Candy”
“No, no candy, eat.”
“Candy”
“We aren’t going through this Christopher eat.”
“Candy.”
You’re going to bed without dinner, I mean it.”
“Candy.”
“Candy.”
“Candy.”
The nightmare.
Then of course there was the worrying about an injury. MY
oldest son had a partial seizure. I calmly called 9-1-1, the calm traits of
being a cop. The fire-rescue guys (every cops hero) told me to go to my primary.
So we left and went to the primary pediatrician. I was told that since I had no
appointment there would be a two-hour wait. So we went to a children’s hospital.
They admitted him but has d not neurosurgeon on so I had to go to another
children’s hospital by ambulance. Three days later when we got home my youngest
son caught the croup and I had to go right back to the hospital.
Wow bye-bye 2014. Hello 2015. Hello January. Be good to us.
Allow us to grow and prosper. May my sons, and everyone’s kids, enjoy the youth
that we as parents lost, so long ago. May we dream of better times to come and
hope that those are the dreams that come true. Allow 2015 be the time that we
truly love thy neighbor.
Boys, if you don’t remember much about this past year
because of your age I’m here to tell you that we did fairly well and I’m
looking onward to 2015. Now “go to sleep” the New Year’s ball is about to drop.
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