Fast times and wild living with (the former) Baby Whozit…
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Mar 16th, 2012
I do not now and never have liked going to the dentist. The X-ray bite-wings don’t fit in my mouth, any dental work leaves my jaw aching and my lips cracked and bleeding, and I frequently have plaque build-up and inflamed gums despite near perfect dental hygiene. In fact, I dread the inevitable lectures about […]
Posted in Little Boy, Matthew, Simon says... on Mar 13th, 2012
After an exciting evening of Soccer practice, a late dinner and the Merseyside Derby, I was helping Simon wind down in bed. Lying there with the lights off, we were talking about one of Simon’s favorite subjects: the planets. “Earth,” I was telling him, “has a lot of things that make it a good place […]
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Mar 8th, 2012
Matt is currently practicing with two bands that play an 80’s heavy rotation, meaning we’ve listened to a lot of 80’s music in the car these last 4 months or so. The hilarious result of which was the following conversation. I promise I’m not making this up! [pre-1980s song finishes playing on the radio] “Daddy, […]
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Feb 29th, 2012
These first few came in December. I’m sure many parents of five-year-olds are used to their sometimes dictatorial ways. But how many of them hear this particular nag? Come on, I’m ready to go to bed! It’s true: Simon has always loved his bed and is fully capable of deciding he’s ready for a nap […]
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Jan 27th, 2012
Here are the top two… no three… no four… no five signs that your child has watched too much English Premier League football (soccer) of late: Sign 1: Not-So Casual Observation Side A [“side” = team in the lingo] makes what looks like a great goal to me. Simon chimes in: “Why didn’t they say […]
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Jan 25th, 2012
At last, Simon has come to terms with the fact that we, unlike Mr. Gabriel and Ms. Alek, are not going to be providing him with a baby sister like Anyieth. He put it all together in one hilarious and sad free association ramble today: “I sure wish our house were like theirs [the Kwais’] […]
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Jan 8th, 2012
Yesterday provided a lesson in how five improves everything, even being sick. Before now, a wretched night begat an equally wretched next day, albeit wretched in a different way. Typically, Simon spends the day following a bad night whiny and miserable. We understand and cut him a lot of slack, but that doesn’t make it […]
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Jan 6th, 2012
Are a hoot, so long as you are not particularly vain. This is how he greeted my dad (birthday December 26) a week or so ago: “Hi Zadie, you’re 74 now. You’re older than my Bubbie. You used to be one year older, but now you are two years older. You’re older than my Grandma […]
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Dec 19th, 2011
Simon’s bedtime chat with me as we lay side-by-side in his bed, a pretty accurate snapshot of life with him these days: “Mommy, what’s 3 plus 2?” “You tell me? “Um, 6? “No, use your fingers if you have to. “Oh! 5! “Right. “What’s 2 plus 2? “You tell me. (hereafter “) “4 “What’s 4 […]
Posted in Jessica, Little Boy, Simon says... on Dec 16th, 2011
Yesterday Simon has his class Chanukah party. He ended up with a Hot Wheels toy, which I was surprised fit into the assigned budget. Then I saw how flimsy it was and was less surprised. Simon loves it, it breaks on contact, and he’s been one frustrated little boy for the last 24 hours. At […]