Cannibalism Again

There is something in the way I am raising my boys that is beginning to concern me. Somehow, I am creating a breeding ground for deep thoughts about cannibalism. If you have been a long time reader of theMangoTimes, you know that my first round of raising boys created this previous discussion (yes, go read it and come back).

That was ten years ago. Now, with my second set of Mangoboys, it seems like we are treading again on familiar territory. I snapped this photo to remember the setting for my recent discussion with Christian (Mangoboy #5). Yes, this is the same boy from the Real Calvin Podcast.

Christian: "Hey Dad, our brains are pretty cool."
Me: "Yes, I agree. We have pretty cool brains."
Christian: "Did you know that if you tried to eat your own finger, your brain will stop you from eating yourself."
Me: "That seems like a VERY cool function of our brains."
Christian: "Yeah, no matter how much you want to do it...your brain won't let you."
Me: "Our brains are smart that way."

(A few seconds pass and then I hear the following from the back seat).

Christian: "Eat your thumb...Eat your thumb...Eat your thumb."

(I didn't have to look back, I knew exactly what was going on)

Christian: "Yup. No matter how hard I try, my brain won't let me eat my thumb. That's cool."

I love my boys. In all of their creativity, energy and challenges, they just make my life better.

Quietly making noise,
Fletch

 

Breakfast with PopPop

As I was leaving for work this morning, I glanced over at my parent's house and saw a note taped to the back door. I walked over to investigate and found this treasure:

Morning Instructions For Christian

Morning Instructions For Christian

I've blogged before about the morning ritual Christian shares each day with his grandfather. This kid really does live the good life. Last week, my dad spent several days in the hospital, which put a major dent in Christian's breakfast routine. I took him to visit PopPop in the hospital and my dad made it clear that he would be coming home soon. Christian leaned over and politely mentioned, "So I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast?"

I could not script a better relationship than this, but what I loved most about this picture is that it's clear that this time together is important to both of them. PopPop did not want his little buddy to be confused: "Go get changed...Come out to me...We'll have breakfast later."

Thinning The Table Grapes

Thinning The Table Grapes

As I drove out the driveway, I stopped to snap this quick picture of my dad. He's been out of the hospital two days. It's 6:30AM and there he is in the middle of his grapes. His favorite place on earth. Working hard and waiting for his little buddy to show up.

Quietly making noise,
Fletch