Weight
As a courtesy to IJ I am not going to post my weight as often but I will give you updates periodically.. I had a good weekend eating, working out. I played hoops on Saturday morning.. I use the term play loosely.. And then spent an afternoon splitting and stacking wood.. It was a beautiful day to just be outside. No rules broken..
12 years
DD turned twelve on Saturday. I can't tell you why that is such a significant number for me or him but it just is. I know we all have relationships with our kids and they are growing evolving and changing everyday but our relationship is not normal in that there are so many boundaries between he and I. DD is not able to carry on long conversations let alone long sentences so it is difficult for him to tell me how he really feels but in the most unique ways he does better than anybody I have ever met. For me to really connect with my kids I have to get them in their element and away from the rest of the family and stop being a Dad for a minute and relate to them as a person that is not going to correct or judge or change the way they feel. (With CD (nine year old) this is an easy thing to do since he has his dads "gift" of just throwing it all out there and it couldn't be easier for a parent to talk to him since he is so open and honest and loves to communicate with adults.) With D it is a simple game of playing catch in the front yard.. (He is usually the "Quarterbacker" in D's mind why would you have linebacker and not a quarterbacker.. He has a point) But to get to the point of this reflection.. I spent 10 years trying to be both ends of the communication and guess how he feels and finish sentences for him when he struggles and try to fill in and help when we where attempting a conversation. That was just to make me feel like I was having a conversation and not letting the true DD come out.. So now we go outside and talk about the twins score and who the Vikings are going to play next week and who the packers are going to lose to.. And guess what everyone once in awhile he tells me how hard it is to grow up being him… And how he wishes that he could read better or run faster or have more friends at school. It hurts to hear it and quite frankly it is difficult to write it.. So you know how your kids tell you they love and they really mean it but sometimes they tell you something that they really feel and it hurts you but it brings you closer and helps you understand the person inside it makes all of this parenting stuff worth it. I was pretty sick awhile back and was gutting it out at one of the practices for CD and DD wasn't feeling too well either so we where riding together home and I just didn't feel like talking or being a Dad for that matter. But with DD you seize any moment that he is trying to get something across to you so he starts rubbing his shoulders like I do for him.. And he says something that I will never forget… Dad your not feeling good hunh.. Yeah D I am feeling pretty crappy… Dad I will always be there for you no matter what. I have told DD since well since forever when he was down or upset about things that no matter what happens to you I will always be there for you. As the tears welled in my eyes driving down the road I thought I would return the favor and tell him much I appreciated what he said.. DD in his own way got me back on the right track and asked me if the Twins where on tonight.. Enough I just can't tell you how much that kid has taught me I thought I would share it on his birthday ..
Here is a cool updated on DD's football
DD's two football coaches so completely get sports that gives us all hope.. DD's team was in the championship game on Saturday and they where ahead by a touchdown or two so in the last seconds the coach who has been calling plays for him to score touchdowns all year but DD is so afraid of getting crushed he pretty much freezes and the opposing kids rip off his flags runs over to the opposite of the field and talks to the other coach and officials that they would like everyone to take it easy for the last play they are going to give DD the ball. Well the other team agrees to it and DD's team pitches the ball to DD and another kid grabs DD by the Jersey to get him to run and DD's runs the ball for 20-30 yds I couldn't see as you can imagine.. DD came off the field with his helmet smiling from ear to ear and the team.. He knows this will be his last year of football as a player but he can always tell everyone that he is a football player.. Yeah D you are… as usual you get more out of life than anyone I know. DD always likes to tell everyone how is Dad used to be a football player.. Now it is my turn to tell everyone my son DD is a football player.. Well as DD would tell me get back to the Vikes
Vikings
What a waste of time.. I will blog on this later.. When I have had a chance to come up some positives on this game.. The Defense was just great.. Pat Williams was the mvp last year and is again this year.. More on them later..
Twins
Thanks for the great season.. I hope every season regardless of sport can be as fun as you where to watch.. Not bitter for one minute about losing.. They will only get better..
BIG OUT
4 comments:
actually, you shouldn't put down DD...you can't string together long conversations or 2 sentences either, I bet he does a better job than you
D,
Encouraging about D...what a great kid!
Had a shitty weekend...Bought several 5"x6"x16' posts and some odd assorted lumber to build a "platform" deer stand up on the in-laws land. I get the first two posts in with a gas-powered post hole digger, then anchor these posts in place to a tree, while I prep to drill the third hole. I grab the post-hole digger shaft but it won't budge from where I've got it wedged in this crook of a treem so I grab the shaft (easy D) and slide my hand up to the base (I said EASY D) where it meets the motor housing. The motor housing is somewhere around 300 degrees from recent use, duh, so I get a 2" x1 3/4" 2nd degree burn on the back of my hand just below the thumb (you could actually hear a hissing sound as I sauteed myself). I jump back in pain and knock loose the mooring for the second post which is about 200 lbs. (a rough estimate), which starts to fall right toward the in-laws Lexus SUV. I am falling, but I manage to kick at the post and deflect it enough to miss the middle part of the vehicle, but instead it just grazes the tail gate window which then shatters like it'd been hit by an RPG.
So here I am, in the woods, hand burned and hurtin' like a mo-fo, shattered window in the SUV my in-laws (who hate me and planned to use the SUV Tuesday on a trip to South Carolina), lumber to put in the trailer with one hand, and the sun is going down.
I get things figured out in about 20 minutes as the pain subsides slightly, and as I'm driving out of the woods, I hit a stump and take out a light assembly on the trailer. I get home to the lake cabin, and find everyone down stairs having a heated family meeting. Apparently my son, whom I had lobbied to get a BB gun before he was 10, took his BB gun, under the close supervision (sure) of my wifey and father-in-law, gave the gun for his 5 year old sister to shoot (cocking it for her because she lacks the strength), so she can proceed to shoot out the glass windows in my father-in-laws, and the neighbor's garages.
So, I have to try and settle this issue because the wife mentions the BB gun was my idea, when the mother-in-law notices my burn and starts freaking-out about it. Not until I disclose that she may be making her trip to S.C. in something other that her beloved Lexus SUV does she divert her attention from my hand. Then all hell breaks lose, and we have multiple conversations going on about my hand, the Lexus, the BB gun issue, the trip, the trailer light, etc..........very happy house for the remainder of the weekend....And the whole family is supposed to enjoy a week together next week on the sandy shores of Hilton Head in S.C.....
Need any help next week tiling your bathroom...anyone...anyone?
I kow you probably think I'm full of _ _ _ _, but it's all true...only in the house of JLO!!!!
Peace,
JLO
Your Comment was so great.. It is always that way with me as well when it rains is pours..
jlo, If you in-laws invite you to go on a walk maybe to the end of the pier in Hilton Head, make an excuse (any excuse) to not go. They may be trying to kill you.
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