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.
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.
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.
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.