Category: Family
Word of the WeeK - Enthusiastic
Now I feel really old. Elliott brought home his first-ever homework assignment. The word of the week at preschool is enthusiastic and he was tasked with completing several statements describing how it feels to be enthusiastic. Jilly transcribed verbatim, but all the responses came straight from his mind.
When I am enthusiastic my eyes… feel loose. When I am enthusiastic my mouth… smiles. When I am enthusiastic my tummy feels… really loose. When I am enthusiastic my muscles feel… like they are jumping. When I am enthusiastic sometimes I… jump, dance and fall. These things can make me feel enthusiastic… the zoo, Chuck E. Cheese, hanging up Christmas decorations, computers and Dylan. When I am enthusiastic I can calm down by doing this… take a deep breath.
We had a white Thanksgiving, the first I can remember. Elliott and I were out early trying to catch the snowflakes on our tongues. The gentle blanket of snow added a layer of comfort to the day.
Conversations with a 3 Year Old
ELLIOTT: Dad, did you get fired? ME: No. Do you know what “getting fired” means? ELLIOTT: Yeah, it’s what happens when you talk a lot at your job. Instead of doing work. ME: Daddy didn’t get fired. I resigned. ELLIOTT: Oh. What does “resigned” mean? ME: Resigning is the polite & courteous way to leave a job. ELLIOTT: Can I resign from school?
Father's Day #1
Rounding the corner to my first Father’s Day is kind of blowing my mind. All my life, Father’s Day has been something I’ve associated strictly with my Dad. Both Grandfathers passed early on in my life, so up until now, this day has been basically exclusive to my father. Granted, the last few years have entailed not much more than a phone call.
And now it’s kind of about me, too. The thought that Elliott will someday greet me on the morning of the 3rd Sunday in June with a “Happy Father’s Day” and a World’s Greatest Dad coffee mug makes my heart smile.
I can’t believe I never understood this stuff before.
So this should be a nice weekend. Don’t really have much planned – and I like it that way. Happy Father’s Day to any Dads who happen to read this. Enjoy the day. It’s all about you.
I’m going to try to make these entries more frequently because these early days in Elliott’s life should be documented. Maybe someday he’ll enjoy going back through these posts and reading about my perspectives on being a father. Kind of a public commentary from my point of view on his life.
It’s just the boys tonight. Bachelor night #1 means an easy dinner for everyone (JEFFREY, MONTY, ELLIOTT). Jilly is out picking up some clothes because she says none of hers fit. She could wear a burlap sack and I would still think she looks great. It’s good for her to get out, though. She’s home all day with Elliott and needs to experience some alone/adult time. Distance is healthy sometimes. Plus it gives me the oportunity to indoctrinate Elliott with good tunes.
Now playing: BRA!D’s Frame & Canvas. We’re off to rock.







