Month: March 2022

My wife and son were walking down the street when they walked by a parked car with someone smoking inside with the window down. We have tried to explain that smoking is not a the best personal choice. So when the situation presents itself, he feels he knows enough now to comment about it.

“Mom this man is smoking in his car. It will make it smell disgusting and then he will die soon.”

This information was correct but it was actually fairly similar to what his cousin has to say. Perhaps they have been exchanging information.

I don’t think that there is much argument that smoking is bad for you, you shouldn’t overindulge and the human brain doesn’t fully mature until sometime after age 18. Now depending on your own experiences you could probably argue these a bit but every now and then you see something to prove some or all of these issues.

I wish I could say it happened to someone else, but I am willing to man up and look a bit stupid. When I was young I lived a block away from my cousins and so it was not all that unlikely I would play with my cousin and on at least one occasion his older sister was my babysitter.

Well, in the third grade while I was being babysat by my elder cousin, her younger brother and I were fooling around. Fortunately it was summer, but we somehow got her to go outside and then we proceeded to lock her out of the house. I guess neither of us could see into the future, where her folks would probably be disciplining her brother and my folks would be disciplining me.

We thought we were being pretty thorough when we locked up, but apparently not so well as she managed to get in and once again take control. Fortunately my mature brain at this point can no longer remember what happened after that.

When I was young my friend and I were both in the same kindergarten class and it never was that important but we both had the same first name. It was fairly early in the year and for some reason our regular teacher was sick or had a training.

Chris and I had an interesting idea, we would pretend that each of us was the other. I am not sure if we fooled the substitute teacher for even an hour. We both had the tendency to answer when our whole name was given rather than just the first name.

Yup, the regular teacher was a bit disappointed, but I don’t really remember any fallout from this event. I guess being a smart alack starts young.

We took a day trip with the boys to a natural underground cave. It was interesting but to be honest it was too early to call it a day. While driving into town we saw what looked like a castle on the hill above town. It was a beautiful building but much to our surprise it turned out that part of it was a private residence while the rest was a hotel.

Outside the castle was a small field with a few horses but what was the most interesting was a small pond with a lot of ducks. What was so funny was my youngest was trying to communicate with the ducks. Looking down into the courtyard and making quacking sounds.

I doubt that they really got much of what he was saying but it was nice to see the innocence of children at work.

My son was making a clicking sound with his tongue, and this had been going on for a while so I give him a big hug and kiss the top of his head. I ask him to stop with the “clickity clickity”. I guess I didn’t really expect his response, which was “Stop it”. Not sure where I went wrong. I should stop the hugging or stop kissing your head?

No stop saying “clickity clickity” it is annoying.

It was shaping up to be a beautiful Sunday and as luck had it we had planned on visiting a local castle with us dressing up in medieval dress. My boys were decked out like a couple of medieval knights as was their friend. My wife had a beautiful full length dress that would definitely allowed her into the royal court. Me? Well, lets just say that I was trying to fit in while wearing my levi’s and a puffy white shirt.

Sunshine, fighting exhibitions, foods & drinks, and juggling all on a weekend. It was perfect afternoon. Eventually we did have to get back to our real lives and so we went home. There was one more little thing that was apparently perfect. My son’s friend Samuel did make one complement on my wife’s attire.

Burt	Daniela would you be kind enough to recommend this dress to my mother.
Daniela	Sure

Samuel loved the events at the castle all decked out in his gear. What could possibly make that better? He could get the proper attire for the whole family for a middle ages day out.