ciroccoj | Random notes from Boyland

Justin is done with ballet. And I'm so incredibly disappointed in him I don't even know where to start. So I won't.

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Daniel's friend Roberto comes by during lunch. Daniel goes to get the door, tells him he's having lunch, and comes back to the table. I glance outside and see Roberto still standing at the door.

"Daniel? You know Roberto's still out there, right?"

"He said he would wait till I was done my lunch."

I look at Daniel's bowl, which is 3/4 full. And out the door, where it's rather windy and cold. "Well... Daniel... for heaven's sake, tell him to come in."

"Oh, OK. Roberto! Come inside!"

God, the dots you have to connect sometimes.

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Justin: (who, BTW, has been apologizing a lot today) I'm sorry, Daniel.

Daniel: (Stalks off.)

Justin: Hey! Are you going to forgive me?

Daniel: In the fullness of time!

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Chris, earlier today: We win the parenting contest.

Me: The what?

Chris: The parenting contest. Because we've had four boys here for a couple of hours and they played a board game, then they played hide and seek, and now they're building bionicles. And not an X-Box or TV in sight.

[Note - this grew to 6 a few hours later, and there were still no computer games or TV. There was, instead, a marbleworks construction contest and an hour of D&D. And yeah, that does make me feel better despite the ballet thing. But not by a lot.]