Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Post-Holiday Random

So soon after we start a new schedule with school, my son got TWO days off!  His teachers had staff development on Friday, so the boy spent the day partying with his grandparents, and the Labor Day holiday gave him even more of a chance to forget about routines.  This morning had all of us bleary-eyed.

This is the week of the Democratic National Convention.  The Mayor of San Antonio, Julian Castro, is speaking, and the entire city is very proud.  Mayor Castro has certainly been a calming influence on the usual seething cauldron of politics that passes for the City Council.  He is always mild-mannered and reasonable, and San Antonio is slowly joining the 21st century as a result of his policies.  I hope that the nation's Democrats love him as much as we do. 

The last time we visited a bookstore, it was just a quick trip so Larry could look for some soccer magazines.  I took Zane into the kid's section, and in three minutes flat, he had accumulated a nice sized pile of books.  Funny, that's exactly what happens whenever I enter a bookstore:  all of the books just jump off the shelf and attach themselves to my hands.  At least that is what I tell my husband. 

Please? I really, really NEED all these books, even though I can't read any of them yet!

I am not a big fan of  what is called "Chick-Lit", so I don't read a lot of those books.  I view those books like the telenovelas(the closest equivalent=soap operas)  that are popular on the Spanish stations. But I decided that I can't 'hate' on Nicholas Sparks and not read at least one of his books.  Maybe all those horridly drippy movies were some director's interpretation rather than the author's.  Stephen King has complained enough about how his books were mangled by the director, and he's credible.  In order to be fair and balanced,  I decided to read The Lucky One.  So far, I am rooting for the dog, hoping that he gets to bite someone on the butt at least once.  Probably not what most people do, but it's a German Shepherd.  I wouldn't mind having a German Shepherd, except that it would probably eat my cats, and I'm attached to them.

Last night, my husband left to go to a meeting about...soccer.  My son was coloring with markers, and before he walked out of the house, I distinctly heard Larry tell his son NOT to color on his skin with the markers.  I was in the other room.  Okay, I was in the bathroom.  My point is that I was not in a position to monitor my son's behavior closely.  When I came out of the bathroom, my son was standing in front of me in his underpants.  He was grinning ear to ear, which is NEVER a good sign in my house.  He turned around; he had colored all over his back with magic marker!  He tried to blame it on his imaginary brother(who is named Copy, by the way); I was having none of that.

"Didn't your father specifically tell you NOT to color on yourself with markers?" I asked him in my most exasperated tone.  

"Yes." The boy was unrepentant.  With a heavy sigh, I started up the stairs to fill the tub with water.  Once I got upstairs, when I was sure Zane wasn't listening, I giggled.  After all, not many kids would have thought about drawing on their own back, let alone doing such a good job of it.  Not many kids would have the 'gumption' to blame things on their imaginary sibling, either.  Of course, when his father returned home, Zane told him that the markers coloring his back was "an accident".  It's all about plausible deniability, you see.  I am starting to worry that we have a budding politician in the house!

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  1. It's good that he's so excited about reading. I don't go into bookstores very often but always purchase a bunch of books at yard sales.
    I don't follow politics so I'm not sure what you were talking about there. It's my fault; it bores me and I think all politicians are sneaks.
    I would have secrety giggled too when I saw that he'd written on his back.
    Happy RTT.

  2. That sounds like my son; he always finds a way to get around the rules in some way. Happy Tuesday!

  3. That boy is genius! First, for coloring on his back because it wouldn't be immediately noticeable. And second, blaming it on his imaginary friend - because how could he possibly draw on his own back? Love it!! Isn't it funny how they hear 'do it' instead of 'don't do it'? That selective hearing mode is going on with Little Dude lately - he keeps doing everything we specifically tell him not to do. Glad we're not alone. ;)

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