A pretty slow weekend…

I got nothin’ of interest to talk about, so I’ll just talk about my weekend and high five myself for having posted something.

Friday night I worked at the fried chicken palace, but it was fairly uneventful.  It was the last week in the month, so most of the folks who use their government assistance to eat out had already blown through it by eating out and buying liquor during the first 10 days or so of the month.  Seriously, it’s a thing!  There ought to be lessons on how to budget that money so it’s spread out all month long, but what do I know?  Don’t fret though, fair readers, today is the first of the month again so there will be fresh shenanigans I’m sure.

Saturday was graduation party time.  My godson graduated high school and will be off to college in the fall.  He’s such a good kid!  His mom and the Dude really did a great job with that boy.

We were a pretty cool duo back in the day, that boy and me.  I like to pretend that some of his awesomeness comes from me, but that’s not so likely.

Godfather and godson back in the day...

Godfather and godson back in the day…

The boy is a wiz with numbers somehow, but I’m going to try to steer him towards dentistry or pediatric medicine so that I can live vicariously through him, just in case my own kids decide that they’d rather not work for a living since they know they can still eat at the chicken palace on the government’s dime instead.  They’ve been exposed to too much I fear.

Before we left for the party on Saturday though, I decided to take the training wheels off of Cool’s bike so that he’d have no choice but to either ride it sans wheels or walk wherever it is 4 year olds go when they’re outside playing.

He hated it, of course, but he’d been riding a Strider bike since he was 2 and could get along really well on it since day 1.  Have you seen these little bikes?  They’re supposed to teach balance and what not so that the kids can basically go straight to a 2 wheel bike once they’re ready.  It’s just a bike with no pedals and the kid scoots around on it ala Fred Flinstone with his own two feet.  Cool was able to balance on this thing, so the trick was to convince him that his “big boy” bike was the same thing only with pedals.  He didn’t pick it up after two tries, so he became frustrated and swore he was done riding bikes forever.

Look Ma, no pedals!

Look Ma, no pedals!

God love the little scamp, on Sunday morning he had a change of heart and was itching to try the bike without training wheels again.  He and Wife hit the street once more to try their luck.

So, with sandals on his feet and nothing on his head (yeah, screw you, child safety experts, that’s how we roll) Cool had another go at it.

Nice work, Kiddo!  Learning to ride a two wheeler is another of those milestones that makes me a proud parent.  While it’s not THAT big a deal, he is only 4 and this is the boy who didn’t walk until he was twenty months old!

Ace was so proud of him too that she followed him around the circle about 492 times filming him in action on her little iPod device.  Anything that brings the kids together to play nice is ok by me.

White trash baby...

White trash baby…

G$ was less impressed, but he likes to be included in these posts.

Today appears to be something special to Canadians, so Happy Canada Day to my Canadian readers.  I haven’t had time to read any of the posts, so I must confess I have no idea what it is.  Isn’t every day Canada Day to you people?  I hope you people get off work or something on this day.  Do you?

Anyway, I’m not Canadian and thus, have to go to work now.

Happy Monday, all!  Have a great week.

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39 Responses to A pretty slow weekend…

  1. Katie says:

    Did you hear Jessica Simpson named her son Ace? I heard that, and I thought of you.

  2. ardenrr says:

    I promise I wasn’t secretly hoping he’d crash into a tree……

    This is why I don’t have children. I’ll be constantly hoping for America’s Funnies Home Videos material!!

  3. you have the best sidewalk for learning to bike ride! and how am i just learning you work in a chicken joint? do you cook it?

  4. Christina says:

    No helmet?! You guys live on the edge. Do you also garden without gloves?

    • We’re crazy like that! I’ve planted seeds without gloves for years! I’m hoping that the three kids with my wife are all that exist. Is that even what you meant??

  5. Now the pressure is on me and my 4-year-old.

  6. ttoombs08 says:

    Even your “boring” days kick ass! Hey! That’s a nice little “I Got Skillz” badge ya got there. 😉

  7. Maggie O'C says:

    Go Cool! I wish they had had those balance bikes when my kids were learning or when I was for that matter.

  8. Daile says:

    Your little white trash baby is all kinds of cute. Good work Don!

  9. mollytopia says:

    Check out little dude! That’s awesome – Anna’s nine and still can’t ride a bike properly, even after I paid someone else to teach her how. Guess I need to get back on that. But she’s a helluva swimmer and she can run like the wind, thanks to me. That counts for something right? And yeah, I don’t know shit about Canada days, except for Can-Am days in Myrtle when I was a server, and everyone hated it bc they don’t tip no matter how hard you anticipate their every need. Language barrier? Oh wait. Nevermind. Awesome post. As always : )

  10. PinotNinja says:

    Congrats on the kick ass smartypants godson and the kick ass super athletic son. Things are totally coming up Milhouse at your place these days!

  11. mamamlk says:

    Yay for no training wheels!! I need to do that to Lil C….. Any tips since he didn’t have your funky bike thing?

    • Put him on that bike with no helmet and no shirt and get him going real good before telling him that it’s gonna hurt like like if you fall, so don’t fall!

      My daughter didn’t do it until she was 7 or so I think in part because her bike was too big. I bet if you take the little guy out for a couple of sessions spread out over a couple days that he’d pick it up in no time!

  12. A pretty slow weekend made for a pretty good post! Was hoping that once Little Scamp had enough, that you’d have found a way to weave Chesty or even better, Bertha, into the update and onto the Strider bike…

  13. mairedubhtx says:

    Happy Monday. So I’m a day late. The kids are cute, Don.

  14. You don’t know what Canadian day is!? Shame on you.
    But when you find out…please let me know. Hehe
    On another note…Yay cool! I think of him as cool and the gang. G$. He’ll be around soon.
    Can I adopt Ace?
    She does not need to exposed to such trash. I promise….soft pretty eyes. No black raccoon eyes. I promise. Send her a lil money tho. I’m neck deep in college loans.

  15. Erica M says:

    Stopping by solely because of the comment you left at Alisa’s blog calling her kindergartner a pussy. I didn’t read this post I’m typing on, but I’m sure it was hilarious.

  16. findingninee says:

    Huh? Canadian Day? What is that. I thought this was our week for fireworks and stuff. Jealous of your cool circle sidewalk thing in front of your house dude. Also? Huge points to Cool. Please come teach my kid to ride a bike because he doesn’t get it. At all. I’m not sure if he’s lazy or just f*cking with me.

    • It IS our week!! Damn those Canadians!

      Perhaps he has other interests that are interfering with his desire to be mobile? The fucking with you theory is more fun though.

  17. myapricity says:

    Couldn’t have been that slow of a weekend… looks like your little guy was going pretty fast! Ahahah! Ahahahahahahahuuuhhhhhh that was stupid wasn’t it.

    But seriously. I didn’t learn to ride a bike without training wheels until I was almost 7. Then again, I also needed reminding of which pedal was the brake and which was the gas when I started driving…

    • Oh good Lord! My 9 year old daughter didn’t learn to ride her bike until she was about 7! Sounds like momma will be teaching the automobile’s movements to her! Thanks for reading my crap! Look at all these exclamation points, I must be excited for some reason.

      • myapricity says:

        Oh, don’t worry, EVERYONE gets excited while talking to me.*fans face dramatically* If you care to read some crap yourself, you are welcome to head over yonder to my pathetic little infant blog that I have just created on a whim (more crap to come).

  18. flyingplatypi says:

    Took forever for Alyssa to learn to ride too. I think she was almost 8! She’s really not a fan of falling. She fell once and was all “this is stupid!”

    I once ran my bike into a parked car… I was like 14. Flipped right over the hood and everything. Then my friend laughed so hard she peed her pants. All around, it was a win win scenario.



  19. Amber Perea says:

    My husband nixxed the Stryder bike, said it would cripple Jp (who works the peddles about as I do a 9-5). 😉

    I love your white trash baby pic! Jp is going through a phase where he can’t keep his clothes on about as stripper can on the 31st. 😉 Miss you bunches since you apparently never come up in my reader anymore and I have to stalk you! 🙂

    • Late night, Ms. Amber? Somebody else said the same thing about their reader! What’s up with that I wonder?

      I assumed that you had found another man to ditch Merideth in fields with and that I’d become old and stale to you. I was saddened but now I’m happy again. Have a great 4th of July!

      • Amber Perea says:

        Most nights are late lately. Jp is going through a phase. 🙂

        It’s weird, I’ll think you haven’t posted in awhile and then pop over and posts are there. I check my reader pretty frequently, too. Odd.

        Move on? Never, Don. 🙂

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