August 6, 2013
Non-Rookie Rookie Mistake
As a parent you sometimes do something in front of your kids that makes you immediately think I really should have known better. For dads like me - the ones who look 40 but are actually 12 - these mistakes involve borderline inappropriate behavior. The other day, for example, Owen came up with this really impressive burp. It was hard to believe something that robust came out of his little body. I cracked up (of course) and he proceeded to repeat the attempt for about ten minutes laughing hysterically the whole time.
Mia got the Wii game Just Dance for her birthday. It has a seemingly endless loop of top 40 hits that are hits precisely because they cannot be dislodged from one's brain. Unfortunately, the song I most couldn't get out of my head is Oops I Did It Again. Mia's been singing it non-stop for the last two weeks. I love her singing and her enthusiasm but I am so fucking sick of that song that I would eagerly go back in time a month or so and hear Owen's endless version of Iron Maiden's Run To The Hills. Last night I'd had enough. The kids were getting all clean and ready for bed, Mia signing at the top of her lungs in the shower the way she always does. I intervened. I sang my own interpretation of the song.
Oops, I did it again.
I fell on my but
'Cos I'm so uncoordinated
It's not genius. It's only marginally entertaining. It's just what popped into my head. But to the kids, it was a work of astonishing hilarity, one that's now been continuously repeated throughout my house for 36 hours.
Upon hearing it for what I'd assume was the 3,685th time, Beth turned to me. "Thanks for that, by the way."
"Um, yeah. I'm going down to the basement now. Conference call, don't you know."Posted by Chris at August 6, 2013 7:58 AM