Tuesday, November 25, 2003
We have held out. We don't want no stinking Starbucks. So yuppie, so up-ity, and bad hot chocolate.
Kobe and I are walking through the mall the other day when he turns to me and says "Dad, how about a Starbucks?" I say "No way son!" So he exclaims "fine, but I am having one!" Then it hits me, Kobe isn't even 2. He's not suppose to know what Starbucks is. So I turn to him, as he is walking towards the counter with his quarter firmly in hand, and say "Kobe..." He looks at me and looks around to see if anyone sees me talking to him, as if I wasn't cool or something, and says "what?" My insides crumble. He used to think I was so hip, and special, and smart. He looked up to me, he would walk the house singing songs about me and repeating my name over and over again. Now he acted as if my presence in public with him made his stomach turn. I had to hang on, I needed his validation. So I reached in my pocket and pulled out a another quarter and said "Make it two son." He reaches over and as he takes the quarter from my hand he says "whatever dad." Yes!! I'm in! He still thinks I'm cool!
Kobe and I are walking through the mall the other day when he turns to me and says "Dad, how about a Starbucks?" I say "No way son!" So he exclaims "fine, but I am having one!" Then it hits me, Kobe isn't even 2. He's not suppose to know what Starbucks is. So I turn to him, as he is walking towards the counter with his quarter firmly in hand, and say "Kobe..." He looks at me and looks around to see if anyone sees me talking to him, as if I wasn't cool or something, and says "what?" My insides crumble. He used to think I was so hip, and special, and smart. He looked up to me, he would walk the house singing songs about me and repeating my name over and over again. Now he acted as if my presence in public with him made his stomach turn. I had to hang on, I needed his validation. So I reached in my pocket and pulled out a another quarter and said "Make it two son." He reaches over and as he takes the quarter from my hand he says "whatever dad." Yes!! I'm in! He still thinks I'm cool!
Sunday, November 16, 2003
New game to celebrate the comments finally working. (Thanks Pat, I just cut and paste yours. For a while my comment box was crazy green.)
The new game is called "Guess the which kid." We will start out with an easy one.
1.
2.
The new game is called "Guess the which kid." We will start out with an easy one.
1.
2.
