Friday, February 17, 2006


The Tragic Boy

The Boy, in the morning, as The Wife tugged on his pant cuffs so he wouldn’t look like he was dressed for high water:

“I don’t feel like a person when you do that.”

It’s utterly crumpling when a four-year old says that.

It's not "crumpling"--it's hilarious. I couldn't keep a straight face when my girl said things like that. Still can't.
What's dehumanizing about it?! Your dear Wife was trying to save the kid from ridicule and cold ankles. Goodness, there is something to the adage of children being seen and not heard.
From his perspective, he felt like an object. You adjust a car mirror; you adjust a lamp; you adjust your son. To be "adjusted" by someone else is to lose a little dignity.

I remember the feeling well from my own squirthood. Part of growing up is learning to deal with stuff like that. It's one of the less pleasant aspects of growing up.

I know The Boy well. Lemme tellya, The Boy has a strong sense of independence. It's how he's wired. Couple that with his innate good nature and ferocious intelligence, and he's going to make one heck of a grownup someday.

Cute little bugger, too.
Point taken and fair enough. I guess my 92 year old grandma sometimes feels like an object, with her attendant nurses controlling the most intimate parts of her life.

Still, the Kid only gets to complain about being made an object AFTER he learns to put on his own snowboots.
Love the comment. Where'd the instruction manuals go for these kids?

Here's what you get to look forward to. At 8, my son says to me, "dad, can we go out and drive around and listen to Led Zeppelin?" We did.
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