Friday, September 27, 2013

Taking Sides

We were wrestling as a family on the couch.  Having a tickle fight between Mama, Papa, and boy.
All were participating equally until our son, Isaiah, changed the rules.

He stopped me and loudly whispered in my ear, "Let's get Mama."
It was a conspiracy, an alliance worthy of Survivor: Blood vs. Water
I was ready to team up with my son against my wife, since usually he'll pick her side.

I counted off, "one, two, ....Three!" and we lunged across the couch, both of us trying to tickle the woman we love.

Then, just as I began to tickle my wife, Isaiah threw himself between the two of us.  He was facing me defiantly.  His arm was back, protectively guarding Candice, and he commanded me,
"Stop!  That's MY MOTHER!"

I was severely chastised for my insensitivity and he made it clear whose side he was on.
I should have known it was a ruse.  My consternation was, of course, overpowered by the cuteness of our son.  Candice and I both burst out laughing.

While we laughed, Isaiah didn't take his eyes off me, or relax his stern expression.  

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Family Video

Here is a video made by Trevor Clark Digital Media.
It tells our adoption story.
It's an honor to be asked questions about our family, we don't feel like we're anything special.

Friday, April 19, 2013

Extra Help

My office is connected to our house.  It has a bathroom in it; that’s the bathroom Isaiah will use when we’re all downstairs together.
From our living room, it’s through the kitchen, turn on the light in the office, walk through the office (away from the house a little), turn on the light in the bathroom, and use the bathroom.  After two steps into we can hear him, but we can’t see him. 
My office bathroom has several posters up of movies and comic book characters, it’s not a man-cave, but it’s as close as I’ve got.  Partly because of the distance from us, and maybe partly because of the many posters in the bathroom, Isaiah developed a fear of going to the bathroom by himself.  While I love being with my son wherever he goes, I wanted to teach him that he was strong enough to go potty by himself.  I wanted to show him that he had nothing to be afraid of in the bathroom.  First, I explained to him that Mama and Papa weren’t that far away while we were in the living room and he was in the bathroom.  We could still hear him even if we couldn’t see him.  Then I told him that the people on the posters were all good guys and they would help him. 

“Look, son, that’s Batman.  He’s a good guy.  He helps people.  And that’s the Great Red Dragon.  He’s in the shadows in that picture, but he’s going to help Fone Bone find his way.  And look over there, those are cowboys, just like Rango.  They help people too.  So they’ll help you.”

After that conversation, Isaiah would go into the bathroom saying, “Papa, Batman and the Dragon will help me, they’re nice!”
And he would come out, after going potty, saying, “Batman and the Dragon helped me!”
…I guess if he already had Batman and the Great Red Dragon, he didn’t need cowboys. 

In what I think is another example of overextension, our son has applied this to several other situations, even when the posters are nowhere near him.

  • Going upstairs by himself, “Batman and the Dragon helped me!”
  • Heading outside to pick up his toys, “Batman and the Dragon helped me!”
  • Jumping in the IWU pool, “Batman and the Dragon helped me!”
  • Getting on the bus to preschool, “Batman and the Dragon helped me!”

I love it.
And it seems perfectly logical.
Think about it, if you had Batman and a Dragon on your side, you’d never be afraid either.  

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Talk to Me, or not

Sometimes our son is a little bossy.  Now that he's figuring out communication he'll sometimes command me or his mama to talk to him or each other.

Today he started playing a game on the iPad and said, 
"Papa, talk to me while I play iPad"

I said, 
"Ok, son. Are you sure you can pay attention while you're playing your game?"

He assured me that he could so I began to engage him in conversation.  

"So, Isaiah, did you have fun at school today?  Did you learn things? Did you learn any words?"

He paused his game.
Looked up at me.

And said, 
"Papa, talk to mama."

Parenting is Fun 

Sunday, March 3, 2013


My friend Michael Matti is in Seattle for spring break.  He sent me and some other folks an amazing picture of a waterfall he saw while hiking.

I looked at the picture and loudly lamented,
"ahhhh! I miss the Pacific Northwest, and the Pacific Southwest,
and the Pacific in general. 
...really just the West."

Isaiah looked over at me and said,
"Papa, why are you crying?

I said, 
"You're from Indiana, son.  You wouldn't understand"

Parenting is Fun 

Airport Boy

Candice Begg had told Isaiah we were taking Jeannie Banter to the airport (he loves airplanes). He got really excited and said he wanted to go on the airplane with her. Flabbergasted, Candice repeatedly asked him if he really wanted to "leave mama and papa and go with Jeannie"He was adamant.

Yes, he would leave us for a trip on an airplane.When Candice told him that he couldn't go on a plane without us and we couldn't take a trip because we didn't have money for it, he dutifully went into his room and worked the plug out of his piggy bank.

He came out of his room proudly clutching the "money" to solve the problem:

36 cents

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