This Explains A Lot
Sam: Mommy, can I watch a movie?
An occasional, unedited diary of what it's like to be a father of 4 young boys.
Sam: Mommy, can I watch a movie?
We've got a runoff election here in Georgia today, and for the past week computers across America have been calling us, urging us to vote for the candidate of their choice. The situation has really gotten out of hand, and I've stopped answering the phone at home during the day.
Hello, this is 4 Boy Dad. I can't blog right now, because I'm in law school. Expected graduation is 2012. Your prayers are appreciated, and we'll see you back here then.
That's what it says on my calendar, in three different places: "FDOC", First Day Of Classes. Timothy, Stephen, and Jonah all start school today, I start in a week (kinda, it's complicated), and Sam starts Kindergarten in a couple of weeks.
This past Saturday (not today, in other words), Timothy and I began what hopefully will become a long-standing tradition: Saturday with Dad. It sounds a little ridiculous, but unfortunately it's necessary. To wit: on Saturday morning, around 8-ish, one of the boys and I will go do something. Just him and me. We'll rotate through a 6-week cycle: Timothy, Stephen, Jonah, Sam, Kris, rest.
Sam's 5th birthday is coming up next week. As usual, the actual birthday itself will see the family splintered. I'll be at home; Kristie and the boys will be at the beach with our Memphisian friends. So we obviously can't have the party then.
Tonight was our last night without Timothy and Stephen. They come home from camp tomorrow. We've been looking at pictures of them on their camp's website, and they look to have had a good time. Tubing down a river, a ropes course, a mud pit, and a home-made, industrial Slip & Slide were all featured in the photos.
Today was our last Enrichment Day at school this year. At our school, on most Fridays, parents come in and teach the 1st and 2nd grade classes. At first I thought it was a cop-out on the school's part (I remember actually asking my wife if we'd be paying 1/5th less tuition at some point), but after doing a few I've grown to like them.
Last night, while Timothy and Stephen (10 & 8, respectively) were at Karate, I was home with Jonah and Sam (7 & 4, ditto).
The most greatest part is the skeleton. It keeps your brain safe like a helmet. But you need another part to cover it up. The skull is one of the coolest parts. The teeth are part of the skeleton that you can touch. That's how your skeleton feels. You have gums and they are pretty rubbery.
Now the rib cage. It looks like the wires. I like the spine. It's really cool. It has scale things.
The heart keeps you alive and it is red. It has these four spaces. They are like doors that open and close. Air goes in and air goes out.
The digestive system. My most favorite part is the esophagus. It goes through your chest, after your throat into your stomach. You can feel on your throat when the food is going down. It's like a muscle and pushes the food down.
When you rub your knuckles together, it feels weird.
Feeling, seeing, hearing, tasting, smell. The brain can store memories. Sometimes you can't remember. Your brain makes you do whatever you have to do (like talking). They do that really quick.
There are the Pacific Ocean, the Atlantic, the Arctic, isn't there a fourth one? What's the fourth one? I don't really remember the last one.
There are many creatures and plants an we learned about this last month, but I missed part of it on vacation. Some creatures are octopuses, sea horses, crabs, jelly fish. And there are some creatures in the deep water called the monkfish and squid. I have a movie called Planet Earth and it has deep waters and shallow. Let's go for some of the shallow. . . there are whales in the shallow waters and there are sharks that come up and catch anything they can. What other animals are there? There's something like a squid that lives in a shell that lived in the dinosaur times. . . what's it called? It lives in the deep and comes up to feed. Hey! I know pretty much my favorite ocean animal is the stingray. The stingray has a stinger on the back of its tail that it uses to catch prey and sting it. It also has these things on its mouth that help catch plankton and pushes it into its mouth (acting it out with his hands and mouth). Pretend like my fingers are the plankton and my hands are the thing-a-ma-jiggers, whatever they're called. They go inside and eat it up.
I think I should go to the deep now, see what I can remember about the deep. I think that's all I can remember.
A tide pool is where some rocks are in a circle and the water gets in and gets trapped. Some crabs live there and so do some starfish. What are those things called? That live in a shell? Do eels live in the open ocean or the tide pool?
A coral reef is a bunch of little corals. It starts by one coral that dies and then another one grows and dies then another one grows and on and on until it makes a beautiful coral reef. Some animals that live in a coral reef are some fish and maybe a bit of crabs, and well, let's just go with crabs and fish. Some interesting facts I found on the coral reef are it has many colors and it's an animal habitat, sometimes maybe, and it can come in many shapes and sizes and it can live for a very long time. I think that's everything I know.
The eel! An eel looks like a big wiggly string that's kind of wide and long. Eels eat some fish, some even eat sea urchins--spiky balls. I once stepped on one, I hate sea urchins. Good thing eels are here! An eel can get at least 23 feet and its enemies are stingrays, maybe. Really, I don't know much about the eels. It lives in the open ocean."
Our boys get toothpaste for Christmas. It's not their only gift, nor is it their main one (that spot seems to be held ad infinitum for LEGO's). But neither is it a scorned gift, like socks.
First, I'm sorry to begin writing (again) with a screed. But I just figured this out the other day, and it's been stuck in my head. Maybe now it will crawl out and leave me alone.
Sam (4) has 3 friends: Anna, Marcus, and Aaron, who is Sam's cousin.
This morning was a little hectic.
It was a big dog, and it was barking.
I still can't type worth a darn in this cast-type thing. And recent experiences (typing an application and essay, washing the cast after camping) have taught me not to take it off. So, blogging will be light.
This morning Sam (4) was getting dressed to go to a friend's house. I had picked out his clothes, with one pair of underwear, two choices of shorts, and two choices of striped shirts. The shirts must have stripes, preferably horizontal, but vertical will do in an emergency.
Well, no sooner do I get my law school application in, than I break my wrist.
. . . from a trailer, actually. And a jar. And not just pennies, but a 2-cent Euro coin. And now it's not just a cute little opening phrase, but an annotated mess. So I'll just tell the dang story.
I don't remember much about my early childhood because I'm old (" You're halfway to 72," one of my sons recently reminded me; I can't remember which one).
Jonah lost his first tooth a few weeks ago. True to Jonah form, he named it Mr. Toothy.
Yesterday we had 34 people over at the house, with adults (defined in the usual way) barely outnumbering children, 18 to 16. That's a lot of kids, especially considering that our son Timothy, at 9, was the oldest kid in the house. As Jonah (6) said at one point, "It's raining babies!"
We were reading Treasure Island last night when the cat meowed.