So, this guy at work is always telling these really funny stories about his kids; honest to goodness, other people who have never met these children find them hilarious, funny stories. Usually, when someone tells you a funny story about their kid it may be down right hysterical to the story teller, but to the audience it may only be mildly amusing at best. Funny stories about children are really only funny if a) they're actually really funny (which are few and far between) or b) you're closely related to the subject child. I'm not saying that people shouldn't tell their funny stories; I think it's great that people enjoy their children so much and wish to share their joy. I'm all for it; spread the love!
Wade, however, is not at all funny. I mean, he has his moments of course. Personally, I think he's a hoot a minute, but I'm also well aware that to other people his precociousness is really just cute at best. But what Wade really is is nothing that I can tell stories about at the office; it just doesn't translate into a quick 5-minute show-stopping knee-slapper. What Wade really is, is just the sweetest, most loving boy you could ever meet.
Wade's manner's surpass that of many adults. He rarely forgets to use his "please's" and "thank-you's" and when he does a simple look of mild disapproval from me quickly reminds him. He will immediately apologize for his poor manners and quickly place the appropriate kind word into his re-worked sentence.
When Wade makes a mistake he immediately apologizes full-heartedly, begs forgiveness and explains that it was an accident or that it was simply a mistake on his part.
Wade will stop in the middle of playing to let his Daddy or I know that he loves us. He will give us a hug, a kiss on the cheek and sweetly say; I love you, Momma/Daddy and then he will resume play.
He is best friends with everyone and he will tell you that you are his best friend. I'm fairly certain that he means it too.
Wade generally has a smile for everyone. Occasionally he'll get bit by the shy bug, but for the most part he's incredibly congenial, says "hi!" to pretty much everyone that we have more than a moment of contact with and starts conversation with them. He's always been like this. When he was just 4 months old I would put him in his Snuggli, facing me, to go grocery shopping. He would strain to turn around and smile at everyone walking down the aisle. I finally had to stop taking him to the grocery store with me because a simple trip would end up taking us an hour or more because so many people would stop to ooo and ahh over this adorable little boy; which of course only encouraged him.
Wade is very cognizant of other people's feelings. I recently noticed, while he and a large group of other children were playing in a bounce house, how much he was truly concerned with the other kid's well-being. While the other children were bouncing around aimlessly, flying into one another, knocking each other down (the fun of a bounce house) without a thought as to whether or not they may be hurting the others; Wade would wait patiently minding the children around him and being careful as to not cause any undue pain if he could help it. At one point, after waiting patiently a good 15 or so minutes for all the kids to clear off the bottom of the slide so that he too could slide down, he finally started down only for a little girl to jump on the bottom of the slide at that exact moment. Wade was unable to stop himself and slid right on top of the girl's hair (ouch). Wade spent quite some time with her apologizing and trying to make sure that she was okay; he was truly concerned. I watched him with a lot of pride. I was so proud that at 3 years old Wade had such high regard for another's feelings. Granted, a little bit of me wished that he would just jump around, crazily bumping into other children with only mild regard for them and just thoroughly enjoy himself. But, most of me was truly impressed with his incredibly sweet behavior.
So, that's my son. He's not necessarily funny but he is honestly one of the nicest, most caring little boys you'll ever have the pleasure of knowing. That is unless you happened to be witness to Father's Day 2010 at Comerica Park... but that's another story for another day.
Bun In the Oven Update: She's busy. She really moves around a lot. She is doing well, growing at the right speed and all that good stuff. She does, however, cause me lots of aches and pains. I've now developed an occasional limp due to painful, stretching ligaments in my left-hip (so now I waddle and limp - sexy). There is a spot in the middle of my back that hurts like the dickens everyday starting at 3pm. No matter what I eat for lunch, it gives me heartburn. My legs and ankles swell up to twice their size toward the end of most evenings. I can't stay awake most nights past 9pm. I'm short-tempered and irritable. I wish more than anything that human gestation was only 5.5 months long and I was done with this. I do not wish, however, for her to enter this world early. I'm in it for the long haul and she had better be too. I've known too many friends recently who have had to welcome their bundles too early and have had worries that new parents shouldn't have. So, although I complain (and I mostly kid), I would rather feel like this every second of every waking moment than to have her be anything other than perfectly healthy sometime after November 18th. And, according to the couple of swift kicks to the belly I just received, I'd say she agrees!
Here's to November 19th and the bottle of wine that awaits me!
Cheers.
Wade, however, is not at all funny. I mean, he has his moments of course. Personally, I think he's a hoot a minute, but I'm also well aware that to other people his precociousness is really just cute at best. But what Wade really is is nothing that I can tell stories about at the office; it just doesn't translate into a quick 5-minute show-stopping knee-slapper. What Wade really is, is just the sweetest, most loving boy you could ever meet.
Wade's manner's surpass that of many adults. He rarely forgets to use his "please's" and "thank-you's" and when he does a simple look of mild disapproval from me quickly reminds him. He will immediately apologize for his poor manners and quickly place the appropriate kind word into his re-worked sentence.
When Wade makes a mistake he immediately apologizes full-heartedly, begs forgiveness and explains that it was an accident or that it was simply a mistake on his part.
Wade will stop in the middle of playing to let his Daddy or I know that he loves us. He will give us a hug, a kiss on the cheek and sweetly say; I love you, Momma/Daddy and then he will resume play.
He is best friends with everyone and he will tell you that you are his best friend. I'm fairly certain that he means it too.
Wade generally has a smile for everyone. Occasionally he'll get bit by the shy bug, but for the most part he's incredibly congenial, says "hi!" to pretty much everyone that we have more than a moment of contact with and starts conversation with them. He's always been like this. When he was just 4 months old I would put him in his Snuggli, facing me, to go grocery shopping. He would strain to turn around and smile at everyone walking down the aisle. I finally had to stop taking him to the grocery store with me because a simple trip would end up taking us an hour or more because so many people would stop to ooo and ahh over this adorable little boy; which of course only encouraged him.
Wade is very cognizant of other people's feelings. I recently noticed, while he and a large group of other children were playing in a bounce house, how much he was truly concerned with the other kid's well-being. While the other children were bouncing around aimlessly, flying into one another, knocking each other down (the fun of a bounce house) without a thought as to whether or not they may be hurting the others; Wade would wait patiently minding the children around him and being careful as to not cause any undue pain if he could help it. At one point, after waiting patiently a good 15 or so minutes for all the kids to clear off the bottom of the slide so that he too could slide down, he finally started down only for a little girl to jump on the bottom of the slide at that exact moment. Wade was unable to stop himself and slid right on top of the girl's hair (ouch). Wade spent quite some time with her apologizing and trying to make sure that she was okay; he was truly concerned. I watched him with a lot of pride. I was so proud that at 3 years old Wade had such high regard for another's feelings. Granted, a little bit of me wished that he would just jump around, crazily bumping into other children with only mild regard for them and just thoroughly enjoy himself. But, most of me was truly impressed with his incredibly sweet behavior.
So, that's my son. He's not necessarily funny but he is honestly one of the nicest, most caring little boys you'll ever have the pleasure of knowing. That is unless you happened to be witness to Father's Day 2010 at Comerica Park... but that's another story for another day.
Bun In the Oven Update: She's busy. She really moves around a lot. She is doing well, growing at the right speed and all that good stuff. She does, however, cause me lots of aches and pains. I've now developed an occasional limp due to painful, stretching ligaments in my left-hip (so now I waddle and limp - sexy). There is a spot in the middle of my back that hurts like the dickens everyday starting at 3pm. No matter what I eat for lunch, it gives me heartburn. My legs and ankles swell up to twice their size toward the end of most evenings. I can't stay awake most nights past 9pm. I'm short-tempered and irritable. I wish more than anything that human gestation was only 5.5 months long and I was done with this. I do not wish, however, for her to enter this world early. I'm in it for the long haul and she had better be too. I've known too many friends recently who have had to welcome their bundles too early and have had worries that new parents shouldn't have. So, although I complain (and I mostly kid), I would rather feel like this every second of every waking moment than to have her be anything other than perfectly healthy sometime after November 18th. And, according to the couple of swift kicks to the belly I just received, I'd say she agrees!
Here's to November 19th and the bottle of wine that awaits me!
Cheers.
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