Son Glasses

May 4, 2013

Today, we got to go to a birthday party. It was a great party. It came with water balloons as ice cubes, a plethora of good food, and an uber-bueno (albeit hard-to-crack) pinata.

The kid statistics went as follows: two infant girls, Alice, and about eight boys. It was a glimpse into what my future holds.

The boys wheeled themselves around on cars. My girl liked to sit under a table. The boys enjoyed smashing the pinata to smithereens. My girl declined the bat, but went scurrying for the candy. The boys threw the balloons-that-were-formerly-ice and watched them explode on rocks. My girl cradled her balloon and decided to take it home.

Now there is a chance that He-Who-Has-Not-Been-Named might be different, but based on what I saw tonight, it’s likely that my son will not dedicate a large amount of neurons to kitten-mimicking. He will likely enjoy throwing, smashing, and grunting—challenging us (the not-so-mighty) to look on his works and despair.

This means I may need to re-think my baby-proofing strategy. I may need to upgrade the first-aid kit. I may need to invest in some samurai armor. But I’m excited. I’m looking forward to the totally new adventure that a little Ozymandias will bring.


3 Responses to “Son Glasses”

  1. ekriega Says:

    “look on his works and despair”!!! love it

  2. Hilary Says:

    I think we’ve reached the point where baby-proofing is impossible. I ordered a helmet for him today. I think I’ll just make him wear that, along with some knee pads, elbow pads, wrist guards, and a grill, until he is 18. But I know K2 will be calmer.

  3. teachiro Says:

    Comments from both of you seem appropriate on this one, since your advice will be invaluable in helping me raise a quality son. And stop setting high expectations Hilary. I believe in limbo parenting at this point. The lower the bar the better : )

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