Thursday, June 21, 2012

The Dark Knight Rides Again

Batman has come back to visit for a while. It's really nice. It makes a very welcome change from the WWE wrestling folk who have been here since Christmas. I am not so much a fan of grown men in their underwear fake beating the crap out of each other. They make me yearn for 
Dora the Explorer and Captain Feathersword. But I will settle for Batman.

This is a conversation from yesterday. 

William: Great news Mommy! I've got almost everything I need to become the REAL Batman!

Me: You do? What are you missing then? Special powers?

William: No. You don't need special powers. You just need bat stuff like a few batarangs, which you can buy from Target. You also need a cave with an old fashioned telephone. Those old phones have buttons that open secret doors in the cave. Do you know where I can get a cave?

Me: Um...

William: Oh! I need a sidekick. And a butler. Wait... do we already have a butler?

Me: If we do, I'm going to fire his ass. (No, I did not actually say this. I did laugh though. Quite a lot. Yes, we have a butler. Looks a lot like me).

William: I also still need some bad guys. I'll get them in New York.

Me: You're going to New York? Great! What good works will you be doing when you're the Real Batman?

William: I'm going to use the batarangs to cut open people's bags and steal candy.

Me: ???!!!

William: And Mommy, not many people can know I am really Batman, ok? Just you and Daddy and Grandma. Definitely not Uncle Ted. I think he would be a teller*. I don't like tellers.


(*Teller, as in someone who couldn't keep a secret. Not a bank teller. Poor Ted, left out in the cold again.) 


Evil bag slashing, candy stealing Batman. Wearing his Green Lantern pjs
and wielding a very small but nonetheless lethal batarang. 

Evil bag slashing, candy stealing Batman, fast asleep, still wearing mask and holding on tight to batarang. 


The original stinking cute Batman, aged 4.  

Monday, June 18, 2012

Boys

Conversation overheard today between William and his 'very oldest best friend' Isaiah.

William: Yeah, I went to a pool party last night. I didn't get home 'til ALL hours.

Isaiah: Really? Haa haa. Cool! Whose party was it?

William: A friend from my class. You don't know her. Actually, she's my EX girlfriend now.

Isaiah: Why? How come she's your ex girlfriend?

William: Because she CHEWS with her MOUTH open! Can you BELIEVE it?

Isaiah: I chew with my mouth open sometimes. 

William: You what dude????!!

Just to clarify, at no point was this girl actually William's girlfriend. There is a slight language disconnect at work here. When I explained this he looked at me like I'd grown an extra head. 'Mommy, hello?? She IS a GIRL! Well, yes, but... oh never mind. (There's nothing 'ex' about her either, they are still friends.)

Footnote: I have to take full ownership of the food and chewing thing though. From my very earliest youth, I have had a grave aversion to the sound and sight of people chewing with their mouths open. I am the oldest of four kids and my brothers and sister will testify that I was indeed the Police of Polite Eating in our house. I do not know where it came from but it stands to this day. It may be my one nod to a real live OCD issue. Interestingly, I never had to teach William to eat with his mouth closed, he knew it as if by osmosis. Evidently God saw that it would be best for everyone this way.










Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Eric Church - Springsteen

A while back I wrote about this song, before it had an official video. The video was being shot in Tennessee at the time. Since the song was already huge, it seemed like a kind of backward way to go about things but what do I know. Here is that official video. 
I have to say it's nothing like I imagined it would be. And I don't really understand it. 
But never mind... you don't necessarily need to understand something to appreciate it <g>

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

What is wrong with people?

I've just finished reading a story in today's Sydney Morning Herald. A 31 year old New Zealand woman was sentenced to jail for the manslaughter of her two month old son. After going on a 12 (twelve!) hour drinking binge, she had an argument with her partner (imagine that) and took the baby out with her to sleep in her car. It must have seemed like such a great idea at the time. Sadly, when she awoke from her drunken stupor, her baby was dead. She had accidentally suffocated him. She was given two years and three months in jail. Reckless endangerment of a child resulting in death. The same woman had previously lost another child to Sudden Infant Death Syndrome some years before. Is this even relevant to the first part of the story? I don't know, you tell me.

Last week, video was captured (and youtubed around the world) of a baby being placed inside a washing machine at a New Jersey laundromat. The machine locked and began filling with water. The video clearly shows the couple (assumed at first to be the boy's parents) panicking and trying to open the door as the child sloshed around in the machine. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, a staffer at the laundry managed to get the machine door open. The boy is (allegedly) fine and it turns out it wasn't his parents, but the babysitter and her boyfriend who thought it would be cute to put a BABY in a WASHING MACHINE and SHUT THE FREAKING DOOR.

The child's mother initially made statements to the effect that she forgave them and was all 'oh anyone could make a mistake'. Then she appeared on the Today show (why not?) and now it seems she's going to press charges against both the sitter and her boyfriend. Press charges? Someone did that to my baby, there would be no charges to press, believe me.

You don't have to search very hard or far to find a gazillion stories just like these where innocent children are placed in harm's way thanks to the actions of their parents or carers. I'm just going to come right out and say that some people should not be allowed to procreate. And some people should never be put in a position where any vestige of responsibility or plain old common sense might be expected of them. Since it is clearly beyond some people, the best thing is for them to keep a respectful distance.

Please don't tell me it is everyone's God given biological right to have a child. Just because you have the plumbing doesn't always make it a good idea.  

Yes, sometimes terrible freak accidents happen. Beyond our control. Extenuating circumstances. The best intentions go awry. Good people have momentary lapses of judgement. No one is perfect. I know all that but as far as I can tell, that's not what happened in either of these cases.

I get that the mother of the dead baby was probably desperately unhappy. She'd already lost one child after all. But you know what? If that had happened to me and I'd been blessed with another baby, I think I'd be doing everything in my power to take care of that new baby and I'm pretty damn sure that would not involve me drinking for 12 straight hours then taking the baby out to the CAR with me to sleep it off. And what was wrong with the father that he let her take the baby out of the house in that state? Oh, wait, lemme guess.

And should washing machine baby's mama bear any responsibility at all for the fact that she entrusted her small child to two complete halfwits people of questionable ability to care for him? It's only by God's grace that that baby did not drown or incur some terrible injury.

The next time my child asks me why HE can't have a brother or a sister like most all of his friends, I'm going to tell him that God's plan for us must be to spend all our time caring just for him. Maybe God is protecting us from ourselves. Who knows, if we had another baby we might suddenly forget ourselves, accidentally pop it in the washing machine and press play. Really, it could happen to anyone.












Summer 2012

This is William's first week of summer vacation. On Sunday, we went to the swimming pool. There is no photographic evidence to prove we were ever there. Nor will there be pictorial evidence of any future pool visits. You'll just have to take my word for it. 
But today, we went to the local orchard and picked our own strawberries and cherries. It was awesome! William discovered he likes cherries after all. Lots of photos!