Sorry for the lack of updates. Still trying to get this house in order. In the meantime, here’s Jagger licking glass.
It’s a sad day. Please watch if you have the time. R.I.P Maurice
“Chancho, when you are a man, sometimes you wear stretchy pants in your room.”
Jagger as Nacho Libre for Halloween 2011
The first Thursday of every month I go to The MoMA (Museum of Modern Art) alone, taking in some of my favorite pieces of art and thinking about everything that’s going on in my life. I snapped the picture above while observing a father explaining to his son who Jackson Pollock was. It got me thinking about a topic I’ve gazed upon before. And that is, influencing our children into certain things you yourself (as the parent) like.
So with that being said, for better or worse, I CAN’T WAIT to instill everything I love onto my children. I know, I know. Many may think that this shouldn’t done and they should grow into their own person, liking the things that interest them naturally, But screw it. I’m sorry. The thought of showing them all the things I love as a grown child myself, get’s me all gitty inside like a little school girl. I seriously can’t wait to pass all my favorite toys on to them that have been stored away in my parents basement for years. Watching a Pixar film every night before they go to bed is alright by me. I can’t wait to share my favorite children’s books, get them interested in comics, and drawing endless pictures of disgustingly gross monsters with boogers coming out of their nose. Though sometimes a sports man myself, I plan on putting a snowboard and skateboard at their feet before I roll a ball to them. We will take weeks, months, even years out of our life to sit down in front of a TV and watch every possible film I believe to be important in any young boy’s life. Including Goonies, Indiana Jones, Back to the Future, Pee Wee’s Big Adventure, E.T. , all Charlie Brown specials, Nightmare before Christmas, and Showgirls (I kid, I kid) not to mention many many more.
I plan on sitting them down and reading every Calvin and Hobbes comic with them. I will allow them to wear superhero outfits on any random day of the year. In fact, I hope they want to wear costumes and use their imagination everyday but Halloween. On Halloween they can dress normal. They will build forts and I hope they ask me to build them a tree house at some point in their childhood. They will be grounded if they don’t ask me actually. They will have a camera and paint brushes in their hand before they even know how to spell them. By the time they’re 8, I expect them to be telling me information about bands like Nirvana, Bob Dylan, The Cure, Miles Davis, The Ramones, Radiohead, The Clash, and The Rolling Stones, that I don’t already know.
They will get dirty, and explore the wonderful world of nature. If they don’t come home with a scraped knee every once in awhile, I’m going to start to worry. And within the early years of childhood, I will teach them the importance and love one can have for their first bike.
These are just a few of the things I plan on doing with my son once he can fully understand what they are. And if they don’t like these things……well I can always trade them in for a new kid. (I kid, I kid) I’ll still love them no matter what, But there’s nothing wrong with showing them all the things you loved as a child too. If they don’t like them, It’s alright. In fact, I look forward to them opening my eyes up to their own interests and can’t wait for them to teach me a thing or two about everything they love themselves.
Education has been on my mind for some time now. Not because I’m having a child, but for an assortment of other reasons. For the reason of not getting people charged up, as this is a very touchy subject for many, I won’t express my opinion on the current state of education. To tell you the truth, I’m not sure I really have one. Though it’s something i’ve been starting to take more notice of within the news and other media outlets. I can only speak of my own experience, No one else’s. This will probably be a subject i’ll touch base on in the future, as it IS something i’ll need to start to consider with having a child due in April.
I’ll only say this, to that little kid waiting to get out of his mommies womb, go out and be inspired. I don’t care where you find it, or how it may come to you, just take that love for whatever you choose and enjoy it to it’s fullest. Find what interests you and be inspired by it. Hopefully there are teachers in your life that inspire you to learn the wonders of the world. Hopefully as a parent I can do the same.
Above is a video that’s been circulated around the World Wide InterWeb that I found fascinating for the fact that I agreed with many of the things that were mentioned. If you have some time, check it out. It may just inspire you. But then again, It may not.
I’m starting to question the person I am and once was, for the sake of my child. Did I and will I set a good example for them through the things I’ve done in the past? Call me crazy, call it ridiculous, Call me lame, but for the longest time I’ve known that having children was something I wanted. And for that, my actions were first considered before acting upon in order to setting a good example for my children in the future. Crazy to think a 16 year old kid thinking about something like that and taking into consideration his unborn child almost 14 years later and the effects it would have on them. Fortunately or unfortunately this is true.
I was never a believer of the words “learn from my mistakes” though they could easily be a learning lesson when telling a child what not to do. I am stubborn in taking those words and trying to learn from them. I’m one that would have said “well you did it, It must be fine for me to do the same.” Though either one is a wrong way to go about thinking, I chose at an early age that the actions I choose early on in my life would be a direct reflection on who I would become as a father and the child I would raise. With that being said, I’m not sure I should have done that. Did I miss out on things? Would I have become a better person, a worse person, a more successful person, a less successful person, a kinder person, a meaner person? Not sure. It’s not like I can channel the way I lived my life into how my child lives theirs. I can only set them on a path hoping for them to choose the right one.
I’d like to think I was a good child, teenager, and young adult. Though there were various times I slipped up (as everyone will) and look back with regret and disgust, I think for the most part I did what was right when it came to becoming a good person.
So now, so many years later, I wonder if this child will reflect on the life I lived, who I was, what I did, and who I am, and take something from that and apply it to their own life. I say this and wonder about the relationship I had with my parents and what I took from their life before I was born. When I think about it, I never reflected on their life and who they were. I really didn’t know who they were when they were young. That was never a decision on who I was. They raised me well though. They set me down that right path. So now it makes me think if their teachings stemmed from who they were at a young age, and the decisions they chose before they decided to have me.
It’s my favorite time of year! So enjoy this wonderful clip of Jerry Seinfeld talking about candy, Halloween,costumes, and kids. Personally some of the favorite memories as a child were the nights of Halloween. Since we’re in Oct and the weather has changed, it just seemed appropriate, though I don’t think this will be the last time I talk about it.
Do parents still make costumes? I for one can’t wait to dress my child in their Halloween costume of choice, whether it be that I make it for them or buy the costume. Seemed like that’s all my mom ever did though, making us kids costumes. I have fond memories of my mother working at the sewing machine trying to fix any last minute altering before I could run out the front door. It was a time to be creative. A time to dress up and be someone else for a day. Personally I think We should extend Halloween. Make it a whole weekend event where kids could stay up later then usual and watch scary monster movies.Good times. Good memories.
There’s nothing I enjoy more then to see a child dressed in a costume on any given day of the year. And god bless the parents who allowed them to be free and open to the idea such as that. Because let me tell you, There’s no cooler kid out there then the kid thats dressed as spiderman or a ballerina on a day that isn’t Halloween. I sometimes wish I could Be as free as that, But I have a feeling that’s borderline creepy as a grown 29 year old male. Soon enough though I’ll have an excuse to dress up with my kids and pretend to be someone else for the day.
I look forward to seeing the cute costumes and creative choices of both parents and children this year. I know there’s a photo out there in the wonderful world of cyber space of a Father dressed as a chef, with their little baby dressed as a lobster in a pot the Father is holding. Could easily be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Not sure if i’ve seen any better then that, though i’ll be keeping my eyes open. Do I smell any Baby GaGa’s this year?
If we keep referring to this kid as different fruits and vegetables, I may just have to eat it when it pops out. As of now, our kid is in between the stages of a olive and prune. And to tell you the truth, I’m quite surprised on how quickly they do change from week to week. Surprisingly, looking at a picture of an orange one week and an avocado the next week explains a lot to a naive male like myself. Not gonna lie though, seeing that watermelon in week 37 makes my vagina muscles cringe. God bless you woman!
Being one that hates losing, I’ve been challenged on whether or not I will be attending every Doctors apt with the old wife-o. Either way, I was planning on attending as much as I could, but this just ups the anty. Looks like jazzercize classes will be put on hold for a bit. ;)
Take a look at the link below if youre going through the stages of pregnancy. Besides the fact that you’ll now be looking at the baby within you as a fruit, you can now also consider new baby names. I personally like naval orange and sweet potato! I kid, I kid.
P.S. Some of you asked what the “fluff” was a fluff sandwich. It consists of fluff marshmallow ( http://www.foodandthings.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/marshmallow-fluff-entert0406-de.jpg) and peanut butter, spread on two pieces of bread topped off with lucky charms (my own personal addition) sprinkled in between your gooey delight! Enjoy!