I want to preface this story by saying that my kids are generally very well behaved. Honest. When out it public it is very common to get positive comments by total strangers on how well my kids act. Even at home they do pretty well, but they are still kids. Hence the story I am about to relay.
So my youngest son, eight glorious years old, was holding a two liter bottle of soda the other day. He had just poured himself a cup. As my wife walked in the room she saw him put the opening up to his forehead and proceed to tip the whole thing backwards. Lemon lime soda all over his head, all over his shirt, and all over the place.
Most kids might be afraid that they would be in trouble. Most would be concerned that mom just might all of a sudden be in a very bad mood. At least an "Oops" might be in line.
As he wiped the soda from his eyes he broke into a fit of laughter that for several minutes kept him from explaining exactly what he was doing. Turns out he thought the lid was on, even though he had just poured himself a drink. WHY he was doing that was anyone's guess.
That's what boys do. My wife was the youngest of three girls. The concept of little boys being little boys doesn't make sense to her. My wife's explanation was that it was because he's just like his father.
When I got home and heard the story it took a couple of minutes for me to pick myself off of the floor.
I guess she was right.
Does that make me a bad dad?
So my youngest son, eight glorious years old, was holding a two liter bottle of soda the other day. He had just poured himself a cup. As my wife walked in the room she saw him put the opening up to his forehead and proceed to tip the whole thing backwards. Lemon lime soda all over his head, all over his shirt, and all over the place.
Most kids might be afraid that they would be in trouble. Most would be concerned that mom just might all of a sudden be in a very bad mood. At least an "Oops" might be in line.
As he wiped the soda from his eyes he broke into a fit of laughter that for several minutes kept him from explaining exactly what he was doing. Turns out he thought the lid was on, even though he had just poured himself a drink. WHY he was doing that was anyone's guess.
That's what boys do. My wife was the youngest of three girls. The concept of little boys being little boys doesn't make sense to her. My wife's explanation was that it was because he's just like his father.
When I got home and heard the story it took a couple of minutes for me to pick myself off of the floor.
I guess she was right.
Does that make me a bad dad?
1 comment:
You know, I read this, then I made my husband come in here and read it. I too, came from a family of just girls so when my sons do goofy things like that I'm puzzled, and then I blame it on my husband for giving them that Y chromosone.
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