Wednesday, July 29, 2009
My impending 12 year old...
When you're with your child, you don't usually notice the slight growth spurts occuring practically overnight unless someone's pointed it out. I am truly shocked at the rate of which my boy is growing.
Last week, at his annual physical, his doctor remarked that he continues to be at the 90th percentile for height and weight. I only weigh 6 pounds more than him and he's 5"5! As his doctor examined him, he asked about his vision. Here's their brief convo:
PCP: "How's your vision? Are you seeing well, like the ball, the blackboard..."
Mr. Smarty-pants says, "I can see that you're trying to look at my private area".
SP continues..."well my eyes sometimes get blurry when I stare at the wall too long."
(Of course we're asking why are you staring at the wall?) He says,
SP: "It's not always the walls but when I'm sort of daydreaming but looking like I'm awake."
PCP and MOM asks: "When do you do that?"
SP: "oh, you know, when my mom or dad are talking and it's taking too long, I ignore them sometimes."
PCP: laughs, and of course I gasp, "what?!"
Unbelievable...I'm just wasting my breathe when I'm speaking because the boy flat out says he zones out! What happened to the doe eyed kid who used to stare up at me because he was interested in what I had to say? I don't know if I should be hurt or chalk this up as one of those growing pains, because let's face it, we all do that every now and then. Ever listen to your boss?
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In other news...
Saturday, we went to the Boston Garden to see the skateboarders on the Dew Tour. It kind of reminded of those days when I hung out the boy, letting him choose events randomly in Oakland or Berkeley that we would attend. He loved the skateboard park, the Oakland Zoo and Fairyland. I also miss going to Pier 39 with him, watching the seals and going to the arcade.
Anyway, we attended this event where most of the skateboarders were valley, Cali types; blond, windswept hair (on purpose!), Burton, Vans, Chuck taylor sneakers (not tennis shoes) and Rashaad totally fit in! It was hilarious to watch this kid flip ramps and collect autographs of pro skaters with everyone else. In the blazing sun, we played games and contests and for a moment I was happy that he was happy, doing something he liked to do. Later when I asked if he had fun, he says, "yea but I should have brought BMX bike instead."
What?!
Whatever...
Last week, at his annual physical, his doctor remarked that he continues to be at the 90th percentile for height and weight. I only weigh 6 pounds more than him and he's 5"5! As his doctor examined him, he asked about his vision. Here's their brief convo:
PCP: "How's your vision? Are you seeing well, like the ball, the blackboard..."
Mr. Smarty-pants says, "I can see that you're trying to look at my private area".
SP continues..."well my eyes sometimes get blurry when I stare at the wall too long."
(Of course we're asking why are you staring at the wall?) He says,
SP: "It's not always the walls but when I'm sort of daydreaming but looking like I'm awake."
PCP and MOM asks: "When do you do that?"
SP: "oh, you know, when my mom or dad are talking and it's taking too long, I ignore them sometimes."
PCP: laughs, and of course I gasp, "what?!"
Unbelievable...I'm just wasting my breathe when I'm speaking because the boy flat out says he zones out! What happened to the doe eyed kid who used to stare up at me because he was interested in what I had to say? I don't know if I should be hurt or chalk this up as one of those growing pains, because let's face it, we all do that every now and then. Ever listen to your boss?
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In other news...
Saturday, we went to the Boston Garden to see the skateboarders on the Dew Tour. It kind of reminded of those days when I hung out the boy, letting him choose events randomly in Oakland or Berkeley that we would attend. He loved the skateboard park, the Oakland Zoo and Fairyland. I also miss going to Pier 39 with him, watching the seals and going to the arcade.
Anyway, we attended this event where most of the skateboarders were valley, Cali types; blond, windswept hair (on purpose!), Burton, Vans, Chuck taylor sneakers (not tennis shoes) and Rashaad totally fit in! It was hilarious to watch this kid flip ramps and collect autographs of pro skaters with everyone else. In the blazing sun, we played games and contests and for a moment I was happy that he was happy, doing something he liked to do. Later when I asked if he had fun, he says, "yea but I should have brought BMX bike instead."
What?!
Whatever...
Friday, July 10, 2009
Intentions
I realized that I enjoy writing commentary. There are millions of thoughts that travel in and out of brain and sometimes you need space to release information!
I'm actually inspired by Kafi Payne of the blogspot: http://familylife-oakland.blogspot.com/ because she speaks to me and the frustrations that occur with family, traveling, and work. SO my intention is to keep up with this blog as much as I do FB and emails (3 accounts!)
Here's to the first entry!
I'm actually inspired by Kafi Payne of the blogspot: http://familylife-oakland.blogspot.com/ because she speaks to me and the frustrations that occur with family, traveling, and work. SO my intention is to keep up with this blog as much as I do FB and emails (3 accounts!)
Here's to the first entry!
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