i wonder if anyone else can say that their son shows no shame in dancing and singing in front of their mom, grooving to the chipmunks version of "dynamite" by taio cruz.
other than his laughter, he leaves me notes around the house, expressing his undying love for me. ok, so i exaggerate a little bit. but just a little. it might not be undying, but he tells me quite often how much he loves his mom. and i'm fortunate enough to have that blessed role. just today he left me a note. when i was going upstairs to put little E down for a nap and to take one myself, i told him in half jest and half seriousness, "feel free to wash dishes" to which he replied "what if i do?" i said, "i'd probably die of shock." in his note he told me not to drop dead of a heart attack when i got downstairs and saw that the dishes were done. funny kid! needless to say, i did not die of shock or heart attack. but i was pleasantly surprised. very pleasantly! very surprised! wish i could have gotten a picture of that. it would have been saved for posterity.
posterity = all future generations....i would have seriously had to show his grandkids that one! never before seen photos of their grandpa washing dishes. see it here first!
ok, so i exaggerate once again. but seriously, the kid does NOT do dishes. i literally have to pay him....and beg, and cry and threaten! so today when they got done, i thought maybe josey had to pay a gnome to do them. and then take the credit for it in the note. i guess he didn’t actually come out and tell me that HE did them, after all. hhhmmmm.....maybe there’s something to that after all.
now, taking out garbage, that’s something he CAN do. he’s gotten to be a pro at it. it used to take him at least 20 minutes to empty all the garbages in the house. seriously! i often wondered, “WHAT is he doing that takes him so long?” now he’s gotten it down to a science, takes him less than 3 minutes. i’m tellin ya....he’s a pro in action when it comes to garbage emptying! and you should have seen him cleaning the bunny cage before the bunny passed on to bunny heaven. it used to be such a dramatic production whenever i mentioned the words “clean” and “bunny” in the same sentence. i’d hear the whining and complaining for hours before the task was actually completed. i’d often say “for crying out loud! just do it, and quit complaining.” after all, whether he complained or grumbled, he was still going to do it. it often got done just before bedtime, because he would put it off for so long. talk about procrastination at its finest! by the end of bunny’s life, josey had the cage cleaning perfected. wouldn’t take him more than 2 minutes. sometimes he’d get it done before i realized he had even started. AND out with the garbage that took him just 3 minutes more. and believe it or not, no complaining! woohoo! see, it pays to nag once in a while. ha!
so, am i saying my kid is perfect? no. not even close. but he’s a great kid. i doubt i could find a better one if i searched the world over. or at least the block. oh, and did i mention he’s funny too?