Tired Monday Morning
December 11th 2006 16:02
Happy Monday Everyone,
Hope everyone had a great weekend, mine was very busy, so let’s get to it. As you recall, Friday I had two sick kids with me so it started off great. Every Friday night we got to my parents’ house for dinner. It is a big family night for our Sabbath and my sister goes with her kids as well so it is a full house. I volunteered to stay home with my two sick daughters. My daughter left school early because she wasn’t feeling well but since she likes going to my parents and being with her cousins, she miraculously said she was feeling better. My first inclination was to call the press who would no doubt be fascinated with the miracle story of recovery but I kept her home anyway. Let her rest for the weekend. At least my wife brought back Mom’s food for me.
Since my daughter had found this wonder cure after school, we all went to the Fort Lauderdale museum of Discovery and Science on Saturday. For those of you with children that live in South Florida, I highly recommend it. A lot of activities for kids to do, like a room where they can just go crazy and doing fun things like a “tree” of mesh and platforms for them to climb without being able to fall. A sand pit to build things, a place where they can make bubble shapes and another place to climb and build walls with panels the museum provides. After that room, there was a whole section with live fish and animals (alligators and turtles) and insects for the kids to look at and once in a while somebody will come out with some of the animals or insects for the kids to pet. Also this weekend a celebrity was there, Curious George was there and my 4 year old son was extremely happy. He asked why we couldn’t have brought his books to get George’s autograph. It was a valid question but I had to explain that I didn’t know that this major celebrity was going to be there. The main reason we went to this museum though was for two big exhibits, a dinosaur one and an alien exhibit. The dinosaur exhibit was gone already and the alien exhibit was basically a collection and display of things having to do with Mars. Interesting stuff, but not what my kids were expecting, so we missed out on that but still a good day.
Sunday was a busy sports day. Signed up my son for tee ball and the line was ridiculous. I couldn’t believe how many people were there. My misfortune was that I had that awkward experience of seeing somebody that I used to be friendly with but don’t get along with now. He was right in front of me on line and as I said, it was a long line. After a couple of minutes of chit chat, there were very long periods of extended silence. Just extremely uncomfortable. I couldn’t wait for it to end when he remarked how he was off to his kid’s soccer pictures and game after that, well, guess where I was off to after that also? You got it, made me dread the entire day but thankfully we didn’t run into each other at the field.
On to soccer. As I have written about previously, my daughter is probably one of the better players on her team and that is not saying a lot because the team is terrible. My daughter still doesn’t know what’s going on sometimes and there a way too many stretches of game time where she is not paying attention or disinterested. I know she’s 6 but I would like her to pay attention a little more. Still it’s better than in softball where she is playing with the dirt half the time. Too often in soccer, my daughter will volunteer to play defense so she’s not running around the whole time or opt to take her rotation on the bench so somebody else can play. This drives me crazy but I have to realize she’s 6. Still, what am I paying for, kid? Anyway, her team has now played 2 games and have lost by the combined total of 10-2. I know we’re not supposed to keep score at that age and the league doesn’t but I do and I get upset. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those sports fathers that yells at the kids to play better. I’m all smiles and “You did great” but it is frustrating, especially since the two goals that they did get were kicked in by the other team on self goals. They finally scored one goal yesterday but it was disallowed for being off sides. With all of this going on, the angry father in me was getting ready to come out (Don’t worry, not really but I was annoyed) There was a little mini-behemoth on the other team that kept grabbing our girls’ jerseys as they were running and pulling them by their jersey collars and hurting them. We had several girls crying or hurt with my daughter being one of them. I felt like going out there and doing the same to this little bruise but I took a deep breath and let it go. Its tough being a parent where your first inclination is to protect your kid but letting your kid fend for themselves. Either way, it’s going to be a very long season.
My last sports moment for Sunday night was my softball team winning the league championship. My team happens to be very good and I’m not one of those guys, they definitely carry me but it was sweet yesterday since we beat a team of guys that happen to be my friends and many of whom used to play with me. I wouldn’t have been able to live it down listening to trash talk for months but thankfully bragging rights are mine. Yay!
Until later,
Jonathan
Hope everyone had a great weekend, mine was very busy, so let’s get to it. As you recall, Friday I had two sick kids with me so it started off great. Every Friday night we got to my parents’ house for dinner. It is a big family night for our Sabbath and my sister goes with her kids as well so it is a full house. I volunteered to stay home with my two sick daughters. My daughter left school early because she wasn’t feeling well but since she likes going to my parents and being with her cousins, she miraculously said she was feeling better. My first inclination was to call the press who would no doubt be fascinated with the miracle story of recovery but I kept her home anyway. Let her rest for the weekend. At least my wife brought back Mom’s food for me.
On to soccer. As I have written about previously, my daughter is probably one of the better players on her team and that is not saying a lot because the team is terrible. My daughter still doesn’t know what’s going on sometimes and there a way too many stretches of game time where she is not paying attention or disinterested. I know she’s 6 but I would like her to pay attention a little more. Still it’s better than in softball where she is playing with the dirt half the time. Too often in soccer, my daughter will volunteer to play defense so she’s not running around the whole time or opt to take her rotation on the bench so somebody else can play. This drives me crazy but I have to realize she’s 6. Still, what am I paying for, kid? Anyway, her team has now played 2 games and have lost by the combined total of 10-2. I know we’re not supposed to keep score at that age and the league doesn’t but I do and I get upset. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those sports fathers that yells at the kids to play better. I’m all smiles and “You did great” but it is frustrating, especially since the two goals that they did get were kicked in by the other team on self goals. They finally scored one goal yesterday but it was disallowed for being off sides. With all of this going on, the angry father in me was getting ready to come out (Don’t worry, not really but I was annoyed) There was a little mini-behemoth on the other team that kept grabbing our girls’ jerseys as they were running and pulling them by their jersey collars and hurting them. We had several girls crying or hurt with my daughter being one of them. I felt like going out there and doing the same to this little bruise but I took a deep breath and let it go. Its tough being a parent where your first inclination is to protect your kid but letting your kid fend for themselves. Either way, it’s going to be a very long season.
My last sports moment for Sunday night was my softball team winning the league championship. My team happens to be very good and I’m not one of those guys, they definitely carry me but it was sweet yesterday since we beat a team of guys that happen to be my friends and many of whom used to play with me. I wouldn’t have been able to live it down listening to trash talk for months but thankfully bragging rights are mine. Yay!
Until later,
Jonathan
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