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Showing posts with label delusional parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label delusional parenting. Show all posts

Friday, September 9, 2011

Conversations at about 5am

As I've said in the past I get up with JR every morning to make him breakfast. Don't I sound all domestic-like? HA! He does all the laundry.

Anyway, our mornings consist of my making breakfast (thank heavens for automatic coffeemakers because if I had to do that for anytime longer I'd have probably poked my eye out with something very pointy.), pouring coffee and tripping over the pets who are hovering around begging for cheese, milk, or vegetarian breakfast sausage (they love it. JR? Not so much but he eats it.). While JR is busy getting his lunchbox and work paraphernalia together and turning on the computer for me.

I sit with him while he eats, drinking as much coffee as I can (coffee IS consciousnesses in a cup after all) and checking on emails, blogs, and the news. We chat. About things from our day before, night before, day coming up, how great our kids are, how lucky we are because they are healthy and happy and pretty much patting ourselves on the back for being good parents. Though most of the blame back slapping should go to them because they survived us, as parents. Why yes, we do take all the credit! (I'm fairly sure they are thinking about how lucky they are that they escaped us with only minor quirks. Even though the youngest is still here but let's not go there today) JR tells me about the game (turns out it was football) he watched last night. My eyes glaze over.


It is usually a right nice-full time. All peaceful-like. We connect before our day begins. Before life gets in the way. Before traffic and obligations.

And sometimes we have conversations like this:
 
JR: Juan said yesterday that his vacation was in that month that he couldn't pronounce. I said February? He said yeah. I said well that's okay I can't roll my Rs.

Me: I could never do that either.

JR: I think it's like rolling your tongue, some people can and some people can't.

Me: are you saying that rolling your Rs are genetic?

JR: Yes, Yes, I am

Me: are you sure you want to make such a broad statement about genetics this early in the morning?

JR: Sure, why not.

Me: for one thing you know I'm gonna have to call you on it.

JR: Cool. Go ahead.

Me: Okay, if you think you're man enough. First off, it is not statistically possible that everyone that is a native Spanish speaker can roll their tongue but all of them can roll their Rs. Secondly, your brother can roll his Rs but I have no idea if he can roll his tongue or not but you can so there is a strong possibility that he can. Because you share the same genetic make up. He can roll his Rs because he's spent his whole adult life in one Latin American country or another. That makes rolling your Rs a learned behavior. Not one of genetics. So before you start making those sweeping statements know your scientific facts buddy!

JR: Why, the Republican candidates don't.

Are your morning filled with scientific/linguistic diatribes and political zingers?
Or are we just odd?
Wait, I might not want to hear the answer to that last one.

Have a nice weekend everyone. I'm off to South Carolina until Thursday so if you don't see me that's the reason.

Love,
M