March 27, 2007

bubbles and swords.

ItÂ’s been a long, long time since IÂ’ve posted anything really about the boys, with pictures. You may recall that last weekend was CloneÂ’s fourth birthday. We had a lot of fun and he scored himself some pretty cool toys. Which is both good and bad.

Ktreva and I found these foam swords that were made so that kids can actually hit each other with them and not get hurt. Hell, Clone and Boopie whack away at each other with hard plastic lightsabers. I was tired of listening to them scream and felt these would be perfect. Soft foam swords, shields and daggers for the boys to play with. We ended up buying two complete sets for Clone, that way the person heÂ’s going after can actually defend themselves.

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BTW, soft foam swords still hurt when they hit Mr. Happy and the Good Time Boys.

Clone also scored two bubble guns. One is completely automatic that works like a squirt gun, you load it with bubble and it will continue to shoot until you need to add more bubble juice (?) to the tank. My parents gave him that one. Ktreva and I, based on a recommendation from another parent, bought him a battery powered one that you have to dip into a tray. That one puts forth a cloud of bubbles that will completely cover an entire room.

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Yea, bubbles of doom!

He got some other toys, such as a Playmobile and a Fischer Price castle, a basketball hoop, and a new game for his V-Smile. But itÂ’s mainly the swords and bubble gun from hell that he plays with the most.

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March 22, 2007

I don't know where he gets this.

I love my kids. TheyÂ’re greatÂ… really. But sometimes I just want to duct tape them to a ceiling fan. Take for instance yesterday morning. WeÂ’ve been working with Clone on potty training; heÂ’s turning four on Saturday and is in pre-school. HeÂ’s been doing pretty well. He will use the bathroom to drop a deuce with out a problem. ItÂ’s when he has to drain the main vein that we run into issues.

He just does not like to use the potty. From what I can tell, itÂ’s just out of laziness. He doesnÂ’t want to quit doing what ever it is he is doing. Thus he ends up with a pair of jeans soaked in urine. ThatÂ’s pretty annoying and itÂ’s not all the time. ItÂ’s the days he does it 2-3 times in a day that it gets really annoying.

Because of his wetting issues, we’ve taken to “reminding” him to go to the bathroom. This usually consists of me saying, “Clone, go upstairs and go to the bathroom, NOW!” Clone is Mr. Independent. He does not like to be told to do anything or have anything done for him. He wants to do it all himself on his own schedule. So when we remind him to go take a piss, he gets upset. There will be crying, pouting and occasionally screaming over having to go to the bathroom.

Yesterday morning I get Clone up and am getting him ready to go. Of course itÂ’s time to do the morning emptying of oneÂ’s bladder. Clone is in the bathroom crying that he doesnÂ’t have to go while heÂ’s pulling his pajamas out of the way.

Me: DonÂ’t forget to pick up the toilet lid

Clone: I donÂ’t have to go potty (pulling off pajama bottoms)

Me: Put up the toilet lid.

Clone: I donÂ’t have to go potty (Pulling off night time pull-up)

Me: You better put that lid up.

Clone: I donÂ’t have to go potty. (Pulling up shirt)

Me: You better notÂ…

Clone: I donÂ’t have to go potty. (As he pees all over the lid to the toilet.)

Me: God DAMMIT! (Cleaning up piss)

Yea, he lived, but only through the graces of all that is good in the world.

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March 12, 2007

All good things end.

Well I went to school with Clone, I PASSED! I was able to count to ten, knew all of my colors, and didnÂ’t get any of my shapes wrong! I are smart. It was interesting to see how he interacted with the other kids. We arrived a little early and were waiting out front with the other parents. I knew something was wrong right away.

First as we were standing outside all the kids were running around playing in the mud, except Clone. As other Fathers were yelling at their kids to get on the sidewalks and behave, I was standing there holding CloneÂ’s hand. This is not like my son. Any chance to run around and play in snow or mud; Clone would be all over that in a heartbeat. If other kids are doing it, there is no stopping him. Except Saturday, no he was a perfect well-behaved angel.

When we get into the classroom the other kids are running around and yelling. The teachers are trying to get everyone settled down so they could start their program. Clone takes my hand and leads me to his spot. We sit and wait for the others. One of the other dad’s says to me, “He is the best behaved child I’ve ever seen.” I could only reply with, “Thanks, I’m just wondering what my wife did to him, because he’s not normally like this.”

Then during the “play time” he was well mannered, waited for other to take their turn before he did, didn’t take any of the toys away from the other kids or anything like that. Again, it was typically uncharacteristic of my boy. Then after class he helped other kids get their coats on. He was so charming and pleasant; I wanted to know what overcame my genetics.

After class we had some errands to run, we needed to do some shopping. Again he was the perfect child, not getting into anything. Not running around and screaming, not touching things he shouldnÂ’t. I was starting to wonder if he was sick. It was after noon by the time we finished, and I decided to that since he was being so well behaved that IÂ’d take him and Ktreva out for lunch.

We ended up going to Der Rathskeller, a local German Restaurant that has really good food. It had been a long time since IÂ’d eaten there and Ktreva never had. That was when the good behavior ended. All I have to say is that Clone, Sauerkraut, a frankfurter, mustard in a squeeze bottle and a fork is not a good combination. That's more like MY child.

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March 09, 2007

Continueing education.

It’s back to school for me tomorrow. Yep, that’s right I have to go to school in the morning. It’s Clone’s “Day with Dad” at his pre-school. I’m not exactly sure what it all is involved, but I do know one thing.

I sure hope I pass the tests.

To fail pre-school with a college education would be embarrassing.

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