Perthes for Spring Break

It snowed on Saturday, and on Sunday I was hot in my light weight hoodie and tee shirt. Ah, spring in Illinois. The weather emulates how I feel lately…. One minute I have my ducks in order, the next is total chaos.

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Watching the Game

I am sure many people watch their children at their activities and think, Wow! Jimmy is so good at basketball, or Sara is so cute when she kicks the soccer ball around. Until this month, I never really had that satisfaction when watching my oldest in any of his activities. I was always anxious at these events.

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Is he going to hit someone today, or poke them incessantly until they cry? Is he going to listen to the instructor or get sent out of class for a reset / time out because he is not listening again? Why is he bouncing around like that during swimming class, when no other kid in this crawling-with-children swimming pool is behaving this way? Is he going to lash out, angry that he is unable to focus or keep up….again?

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Darndest Things

We were watching the Lego Batman movie tonight and Robin called Batman ‘Padre’. Ryan asked what the word padre meant, and I told him it means ‘father’ or ‘dad’. Ry stands up, saunters into the kitchen and says to Dave, “Yo! Yo, Padre! Can I have my snack please?”

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Ol’ Yeller

When I was growing up, the thing I hated most was my Dad when he yelled. He loves us kids, but we were (still are?) a collective pain in the ass at times, I am sure. Overall good kids without many struggles. 

Had my Dad been the parent of my two little dudes, he would have possessed a perpetual lost voice, never speaking again.

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