At Disney World, a fair portion of my time was spent finding rest rooms for Aidan. Like most kids his age, he won't admit to having to go until it's an emergency.
As we walked along to one of them, he said "Adam, when I grow up, I'm going to be just like you."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yep. I'll be super smart like you, and we'll be The Smart Brothers!"
"Sounds great!" I said.
"Actually," he said, "we'll be the Stupid Smart Brothers. Because sometimes you're also really stupid, right?"
As we walked along to one of them, he said "Adam, when I grow up, I'm going to be just like you."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yep. I'll be super smart like you, and we'll be The Smart Brothers!"
"Sounds great!" I said.
"Actually," he said, "we'll be the Stupid Smart Brothers. Because sometimes you're also really stupid, right?"
"What's for dinner?" asks Aidan.
"I have a tour to run, so I'm going to have a frozen pizza."
Aidan raises an eyebrow and says "I like mine cooked."
"I have a tour to run, so I'm going to have a frozen pizza."
Aidan raises an eyebrow and says "I like mine cooked."
Aidan asks questions. Lots and lots of questions. Some aren't even REALLY questions, just sort of a reflex - his natural response to any situation seems to be saying "whyyyyy?" in a sort of a sing song voice. Perhaps he'll grow up to be philosophical.
IT's rather exhausting, especially when you're watching TV. He is not the kind of kid who is quiet when watching movies - there are questions to be asked, such as "Why does he live there?" "Why are they on the street?" "Why did he get in that car?" "Why is he wearing black?" "What are they doing?" "Whyyy?"
Last night, I introduced him to "City Lights," Charlie Chaplin's great silent film. He LOVES it - lots of people falling on their butts and getting water thrown on them. AND, since it's silent, none of the questions actually interrupt anything or cause him to miss the jokes.
Can't convince him to go to Wall E. He doesn't like to go to movies that he hasn't already seen on DVD much, apparently. Kids today. I tell ya.
IT's rather exhausting, especially when you're watching TV. He is not the kind of kid who is quiet when watching movies - there are questions to be asked, such as "Why does he live there?" "Why are they on the street?" "Why did he get in that car?" "Why is he wearing black?" "What are they doing?" "Whyyy?"
Last night, I introduced him to "City Lights," Charlie Chaplin's great silent film. He LOVES it - lots of people falling on their butts and getting water thrown on them. AND, since it's silent, none of the questions actually interrupt anything or cause him to miss the jokes.
Can't convince him to go to Wall E. He doesn't like to go to movies that he hasn't already seen on DVD much, apparently. Kids today. I tell ya.
I'm not one of those creepy stage-step-parents, but Aidan wrote a song about the ghost tours I run that I just had to share:
Aidan SINGS!
Speaking of my job, we've now got a really great in that allows us to go poking around one of the coolest old buildings in town - can't give out details, but even if I never find a single spooky thing (and I never REALLY expect to), it's still AWESOME. Half the fun of this job is getting to poke around historical buildings.
Aidan SINGS!
Speaking of my job, we've now got a really great in that allows us to go poking around one of the coolest old buildings in town - can't give out details, but even if I never find a single spooky thing (and I never REALLY expect to), it's still AWESOME. Half the fun of this job is getting to poke around historical buildings.
The windmill, the wave....this kid has MOVES!
