I Voted… A Few Years Ago
So, at what point do you remove the stupid little "I Voted" sticker from wherever you put it? If you're like me, you don't put it on in the first place.
However, for some the answer to the above question is apparently never. Yesterday, I came across a mouth-breather that still had his "I Voted" sticker on his jacket. Am I wrong in finding this completely idiotic?
The Bird
We were driving down the road, when Bean said, "Hey, Dad, look at my hand."
I turned to look back and was greeted with a pudgy little hand giving me the finger.
When asked where she saw that, Beanie said some kids flipped her off at the store. Nice.
At least her answer wasn't, "I learned it by watching you."
It’s a Festivus Miracle
We have been trying to potty train the Bean for quite a while. She continually put up resistance. Refusing everything we tried. (And by we, I mean my wife.) Bean just refused to give up the way of the diaper.
Until the other day. It's as if someone threw a switch and suddenly Bean is potty trained. Sure, there have been an accident or two since, but we are pretty much there.
We have, of course, poured on the praise of proud parents. And in typical little kid style, she continues to remind us of her accomplishment, fishing for more praise.
At one point, my wife told Beanie, "You're awesome."
Bean responded, "Yes, I am awesome."
The Look
Ha! I have discovered a parenting secret. Growing up, did your parents ever look at you like they knew the truth? Something had happened, maybe you did something wrong, and your parents looked at you like they knew exactly what was going on.
Maybe you already know this, but they didn't. They had no clue.
My 6-year-old was acting a little strange after school today. I asked him what was wrong, and he, of course, said nothing. I said, "Are you sure? Did something happen at school?" Again, he said nothing was wrong.
I then administered The Look. I didn't know if anything had really happened, but I decided to use The Look anyway.
He then broke into tears and told us what was wrong. It ended up being something small that he was blowing out of proportion, but that is not the point. He thought I knew something I really didn't know. My own personal How-Does-He-Know mystique has been born.
MUAH HA HA HA!
Opening Night
So, tonight was opening night of Forever Scrooge. It's the first play I have been able to do in 3 1/2 years.
I am so happy to be back on stage. I knew I missed it, but I didn't know how much.
I am also so thankful that my wife is willing to make all the sacrifices that come from me being in a show. Especially since I know how much she would love to be in another production herself.
Thanks, baby. I love you.