Juggler of words and children…collector of pottery shards
It seems we have a new summer tradition in our home. For the past three years, when it gets hot…. really, really hot, one of our air conditioning units says, “That is it! I can’t handle it anymore. I quit!!”
Last night was the night. We did not notice it right away because frankly, the upstairs unit has not seemed passionate about its job for some time now so we are used to it being hot. Besides, we were downstairs happily laughing our heads off at Miah as he pretended to be “karate guy”. He was running around the house in his boxers punching and kicking the air while yelling, “HYYYYYAAAAH!” Periodically, he would stop assaulting invisible bad guys to do something that looked strangely like a pirouette. Obviously, he has been pretending “ballet” with his sisters. He would spin and spin and spin before returning to his frantic Karate moves. (I know I personally was kicked in the rear more than once while unloading the dishwasher.) When he gets worked up like that he reminds me of a cross between Animal from The Muppet Show and The Tazmanian Devil from Saturday morning cartoons when I was a kid.
At one point, as my husband and I sat watching him I broke our stunned silence by saying, “That boy is just not right.” To which Michael responded, “He is probably more right than you know.” To which I countered, “When I did substitute teaching for kindergarten and little boys acted like that I felt sorry for them because I thought it meant their moms did crack when they were pregnant with them.” Michael just raised his eyebrows at me and grinned.
Miah is doing great in kindergarten but it is a stretch for him to become so “civilized” all at once. When he gets off the bus he walks right past me into the house, drops his backpack and takes off his shirt, socks and tennis shoes. Only when he is finally free can he give me a kiss and say hello.
My baby has had an interesting week in school. A girl slapped him. Yes, you heard me correctly. He was not the least upset when he told me about it. I asked him what happened and he said she told him she was going to slap him. He responded to her that she could not do that and so….she slapped him. At least she is a person of her word.
I’m just so glad he did not let loose with Karate Guy. Whew….all that talk about not hitting girls must have stuck after all. I am actually very proud of my warrior child. It must have taken a great deal of self restraint to keep from throttling her, and let me tell you, I have no doubt who would have come out the victor. I’ve seen his cross punch. Besides, slapping is a sissy hit. Everyone knows that.
Good thing she did not mess with one of his sisters……