Posted on 07/30/2010 12:16:10 PM PDT by SaraJohnson
1. “I’m telling you from experience, if your last name is [our last name], you can’t get away with anything. Learn this lesson early and save us all some trouble.”
2. [a corollary]: Experience is that thing you have just after you need it.
Colonel, USAFR
“Sam is; I’m not!”
The pure honesty of your dear one has to make you bust a gut! She expects acceptance of her honesty even if it is not “politically correct” in the car at the moment. So now you know where everyone stands on the subject of being a pain in the butt. LOL
You know, when our children really say the truth, you can move forward to help them or deal with them. She was warning you and trusting you to help her be like Sam and get over it. Sam had the inate ability to do it - to let go; she did not and was reaching out to you.
Only a child’s pure trust and honesty could do that with her parents. To me, that is a gift from God to have a human being open to understanding how to “move on” - that is the ability to know how to forgive in life. The key to happiness.
I have a similar story from when I was younger. One morning, I woke up much earlier than both my mom and dad. Knowing there was a chocolate cake in the fridge, I helped myself to the frosting on it. Wanting my mom to know what a "good boy" I was, I went into their bedroom to wake them up. Story goes, I walked in, chocolate frosting smeared all over my face and said to my mom "I didn't eat any cake, Mommy. I didn't eat any cake..." True enough, I hadn't...but that frosting, that poor, poor frosting was outright destroyed. LOL.
“Then, he asked his father rather cautiously, “Dad, are poisonperries really poison?”
I love the way toddlers take a piece of real information and misapply it, through their limited experience but expansive imaginations, to all that happens around them.
My sons did this often and provided much belly laughter to the adults around them. These observations are why we bother to live on earth as far as I am concerned! My husband and I bonded with the never ending the inside joke of life with children.
“A stone cold killer with a heart of ice. “
And a shifty ability to blame the dog! Unbelievable! Where did he come out knowing this crap! LOL
Only put as much of a drink in a child’s cup that you would not feel guilty about pouring down the drain.
Yes, they will waste the heck out of everything...until they find out “the people in China are starving!” lol
Oh, and no matter hwo well you clean up the tools used to scrap icing from layers of a cake (and in between, too), if you don’t wash your face, you’re gonna get busted.
I am laughing so much. The evidence...kids are not so good and foreseeing the covering of evidence.
After the baby made the dog the central suspect of killing plumby, we examined the damage and found no dog spit or tooth markes... Plumby was totally dry and w/o any holes! LOL So who did it?
Poor baby. Man, justice was clear in your house! Kids really are not sneaky enough to play outlaw. Best learn sooner than later. ;)
See, he knows that Plumpy is no good. They have taken him out of the most recent version of the game.
Noooooooo!
You gave your kid the respect of an answer to “wait.” That is something wise parents learn to respect because kids have a mind working 24/7 and need a lot of information!
“When my son was a toddler, he would sometimes take things from a store and we wouldn’t notice until we got home. There were many talks about the evils of theft, etc. I guess the lessons finally sunk in when he went to the store with his grandfather and said, very loudly, “We’re not going to steal anything today, are we grandpa?”’
Grandpa was God.
1. “I’m telling you from experience, if your last name is [our last name], you can’t get away with anything. Learn this lesson early and save us all some trouble.”
2. [a corollary]: Experience is that thing you have just after you need it.
This was daddy in our family. No one can get away with anything! Me...I am more of a romatic. The two worked good together for comedy.
Last month. We got our first e-mail from him regarding his training at OCS. The e-mail was a page and a half long, perfectly punctuated, perfectly spelled and his grammar was A+. Still, I was suspicious (I thought he copied the paragraphs out of his text books.)... ... UNTIL...
Last weekend. He called at 7:13 a.m. our time. He spoke to us for 3 and a half hours (only giving us time to ask an occasional question for clarification [one which occurred to me was, Who are you and what have you done to my son??!?”]) My mother would tell me to be patient when she'd see my fallen face when he was young. She'd say, “Wait, he'll find the key and open the door. Just be patient.”
I can honestly say, HE'S OKAY! MY GOD AND SAVIOR, ALL MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED. I guess it's like the kid who never spoke until he came down one morning at age 25 and said his oatmeal was cold. His parents rejoiced and asked how this miracle of speech had occurred. The kid replied, “Up to now, everything has been all right.”
Ping to this thread. Who has more experience? :)
Should be “training at TBS”, not “OCS”. That was done a year ago.
You poor thing. I took great pains at seven to lift the top layer and scrape the middle out, too. Since my granny was getting old and I assumed very forgetful, I placed the two cake rounds on the cooling rack, so she would think she had yet to frost it. I think that might have worked, but for my Grandfather sitting on the porch ... if I’d have used that side door instead of the front screen door, maybe I could have escaped!
I am dancing the family jig for you!
Patience and faith is a major gift of family because we do get to see the truth of our babies sooner or later! Sometimes we have to wait for it and not lose hope and vision!
Thanks so much for sharing that piece of family wisdom with me. We have this experience with the second one. Strong, silent type...until he wasn’t.
Heh, lots of people.
1. If your daughter wants to get a tattoo, make sure she got her Hepatitis C shot.
2. You can’t give your brothers away. Bill was 2-1/2 when Tom was born, and after about 5 days, he approached me very seriously and said, “Can you take Tom back to the hospital now? I’ve decided I don’t want a brother!” A few months later when we moved, he tried to persuade us to leave Tom at the old house. “I’m sure the new tenants would love him!”
The look on his face was priceless as he watched his parents and siblings scarf down that pie! Fear mixed with curiosity. But he wasn’t taking a chance until we explained it. Then he enjoyed his pie too.
LOLOLOL! You are a gem. :)
THis story is not about one of my kids, but about a little boy I observed at dog trainnig.
He was about 8-9 and he was there with his mother training their large St. Bernard. That dog was a lot to handle. They were taking their obedience test to advance to the next level, and Mom was handling the dog. She really wanted to get out of the basic class and didn’t trust the little boy to be able to take Brutus through his paces.
Brutus was not cooperating that night. He was a big, lumbering puppy and had a hard time with the “finish” command where he had to circle close around the handler’s legs and then sit right next to the handler’s left foot and wait for a command.
The mom and the dog tried it over and over and finally were eliminated from the exercise. She brought the dog over to where the little boy was waiting. I was within earshot when the boy said, “Mom, just spit in your hand and hold it down, and he’ll follow you anywhere!”
Next round, she did, he did, and they passed!
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