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So, for yesterday’s Papa Day I took Little Man to the Zoo. These are a few of the things that I noticed whilst having the Papa day with my boy.
1. Not too many fathers by themselves with their kids at the zoo on a Tuesday Morning. There are boatloads of Mom’s with kids, and a surprising number of couples with their kids. As far as I could see, though, I was the only Dad at the zoo by myself with my kid. I am not sure what exactly this means, but it is something I noticed. With the lack of un-encumbered males at the zoo on that fine Tuesday morning, I was surprised at how many moms there seemed to be dressed like they were trolling. Looking for a little afternoon love on the sly, are we ladies? But with whom...
2. When Little Man does not know all the lyrics to a song he basically becomes my own little Flavor Flav in a car-seat. Let me explain. So in Public Enemy songs Chuck D is just hurling lyrics and Flav pipes up at the end of every other line with the last word. Flav also is known for starting out the songs with conversational questions being asked to, presumably, Chuck D. This is what Little Man does. For example: Weezer’s “Beverly Hills”
Where is Weezer? When is Weezer coming on?
CD Track starts to play….
Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap Crap!
My fashion sense is a little whack
And my friends are just as screwy as me as me!
Then, when it gets to the chorus he rocks the joint.
I am trying to teach Little Man to say “Ya, Ya, Come on now!” or “Check it out!”
3. Manatees are really really fat.
4. 3 year olds are good at stating and re-stating the obvious. Tigers sleep. Look, Tiger’s are asleep. When tigers get up? Tigers no wake up. When tigers wake up? Tigers sleep. Look tigers are asleep. When Tigers get up? Tigers no wake up. When tigers wake up?...
5. Unfortunately, grown ups always want to leave the zoo too soon. It’s enough to kill a little boys’ buzz – and he’ll let you know about it. Loudly. All the way home.
To recap:
It is only a matter of time before the Tigers get fat
They are some lazy lazy cats
The penguins are rather fun loving
Is it odd that the only deodorant in the house that seems to be working for me right now is Wifey’s?
I can’t believe I just put that in the recap
Okay, I am done for the day
Nothing to read here, move along
1. Not too many fathers by themselves with their kids at the zoo on a Tuesday Morning. There are boatloads of Mom’s with kids, and a surprising number of couples with their kids. As far as I could see, though, I was the only Dad at the zoo by myself with my kid. I am not sure what exactly this means, but it is something I noticed. With the lack of un-encumbered males at the zoo on that fine Tuesday morning, I was surprised at how many moms there seemed to be dressed like they were trolling. Looking for a little afternoon love on the sly, are we ladies? But with whom...
2. When Little Man does not know all the lyrics to a song he basically becomes my own little Flavor Flav in a car-seat. Let me explain. So in Public Enemy songs Chuck D is just hurling lyrics and Flav pipes up at the end of every other line with the last word. Flav also is known for starting out the songs with conversational questions being asked to, presumably, Chuck D. This is what Little Man does. For example: Weezer’s “Beverly Hills”
Where is Weezer? When is Weezer coming on?
CD Track starts to play….
Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap Crap!
My fashion sense is a little whack
And my friends are just as screwy as me as me!
Then, when it gets to the chorus he rocks the joint.
I am trying to teach Little Man to say “Ya, Ya, Come on now!” or “Check it out!”
3. Manatees are really really fat.
4. 3 year olds are good at stating and re-stating the obvious. Tigers sleep. Look, Tiger’s are asleep. When tigers get up? Tigers no wake up. When tigers wake up? Tigers sleep. Look tigers are asleep. When Tigers get up? Tigers no wake up. When tigers wake up?...
5. Unfortunately, grown ups always want to leave the zoo too soon. It’s enough to kill a little boys’ buzz – and he’ll let you know about it. Loudly. All the way home.
To recap:
It is only a matter of time before the Tigers get fat
They are some lazy lazy cats
The penguins are rather fun loving
Is it odd that the only deodorant in the house that seems to be working for me right now is Wifey’s?
I can’t believe I just put that in the recap
Okay, I am done for the day
Nothing to read here, move along
Labels: Little Man
4 Comments:
as for the deodorant...it ain't no secret!
SRH, you are so funny! I absolutely love your recaps! Your son sounds wonderful. I'm glad you shared a special day. The Flav thing made me laugh. It reminded me of when our twins were 2 and Hubby taught them to sing 'Bad to the Bone'. The only part they could get was "bad da bone..." Picture it: two sweet, innocent looking little kids... At the time I was horrified, but now it makes me laugh.
So when you say: the only deodorant in the house that seems to be working for me right now is Wifey’s? My first thought was: So he is so lazy that when his deoderant fails he just sits really close to her on the couch and her spring-time-fresh trumps his gamey? Then I thought now that can not be it. It took a good 10 seconds of combinations to grasp the concept you were wearing womens deoderant. There goes those preconcieved gender notions kickin' in. ...................sissy.
Kim:
Arid xtra dry thank you very much!
Lynn:
I imagine that small cildren espousing George Thorogood is quite a comical site.
Cap:
How very kind of you to pause for 10 seconds before determining my sissyhood. I am sure most people immediately jumped to that conclusion.
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