Monday, March 13, 2006


In the Abstract...

The Boy was in the dining room with The Girl and his cousin, who was visiting for the day. The Wife and I were in the kitchen, getting dinner ready. The Boy announced, loudly:

"Sometimes I think I feel the need to scratch my butt."

No good can come of this...

Ah, so he takes after his uncle, I see. Sweet.

Now to train him in the proper method of belching: loud and proud, followed by a muttered "oh yeah!"
Ah, like Father, like Uncle.
Aha! A teaching opportunity! Tell the Boy that we can't always just do stuff 'cause we want to. (What, you thought I was going to say 'tell him not to scratch his butt'? Sorry. THat is the way of hearbreak.)
Or this could be an opportunity to teach your son that some things just have to be done, and public opinion be damned. Was he talking about scratching an open space, say, where a mosquito has landed? Or did he envision a deeper exploration? Either way, there are some urges that can't be put off forever. Maybe this is like nose-picking - preferably done in the privacy of the bathroom? Another riddle for the ages.
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