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Midnight Musings: It May Be Worth It

Midnight Musings

Sunday, November 15, 2009

 

It May Be Worth It

Anyone who has kids knows that having a two-year-old isn't always fun. In fact, I'd be willing to say that the annoying parts like tantrums, and cramping the parents' style are about equal to the fun parts. Of course to talk about this both sounds like whining and it's stating the obvious. That doesn't mean the fun parts aren't enjoyable, though. Evan's at the age where he pretends, but a lot of this pretending involves one animal eating another. For example, lately he's been telling me to pretend that I'm a caiman and that he's the otter. Then it's my job to pretend to catch and eat him. It's violent, but he enjoys it so I'm willing to play along.

Actually, a lot of his play involves the chase. It's rare that a day ends without our taking a few laps around the living room fire place punctuating the exercise with a few body slams and tackles. In fact, I finished chasing Evan around the house today just before Kim put him to bed and I started writing this post. Some may call this winding him up so he won't go to sleep, but Evan doesn't really work that way. I can get him wild and nearly incapacitated with giggling (just like he was a few minutes ago) and then he'll practically put himself to bed when we say it's time. That almost makes up for the fact that he'll probably spend most of tomorrow morning crying while we get ready for work. Those mornings (most of them the past month) are pretty tough, but pretending to be a family of monsters growling at each other on the couch later in the day almost makes up for it.

For example, I spent most of today writing a research paper in APA format for one of my Instructional Technology courses. This kept me locked away in the office for most of the day except for the Falcons game, which he mostly slept through. Just as I was starting to finish, he went up to Kim and said, "I need my daddy," so they came in for a visit. He asked me to chase him, so off we went. I could put off the references page for later. I've been a little grumpy today and a little annoyed at the frustrations of having to write a four-page paper in a format I'm not familiar with, but after about 30 minutes of running, hopping, bulldozing, flying, tickling and bridge climbing, I feel refreshed. Now he's asleep and I'll get to do the same in another hour or two. I'll just have to go to bed pretending not to know what's coming in the morning when the smiling face is likely replaced by the contorted grimace of a crying child. It may even be worth it.

posted by Jacob  # 5:14 PM
Comments:
Have you figured out why he's started crying every morning?
# posted by Blogger Julie : November 15, 2009 at 5:55 PM
 
yeah... cognitively post
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : December 11, 2009 at 7:57 PM
 
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