Love of my life and I feel it our expressed duty as parents of an only child to incessantly pick on and annoy him. On any given day you can hear an exchange something like this:
Mommy singing a song from the new favorite Lego movie: "Everything is awesome..... everything is cool when your part of a team..... everything is awesome."
BabyMan covering his ears groaning: "Mom! Ahh STOP SINGING THAT!"
Mommy laughing continues: "Everything is awesome!!"
BabyMan continues to groan and attempts to hide his head in the pillows: "STOP! I HATE WHEN YOU SING!"
Feeling things have gone far enough I relent. "OK buddy... I'll stop." dramatic pause "For now."
Slapping a palm to his forehead he exclaims: "Awe Mom...."
Then from the other room comes the booming voice of daddy "Everything is Awesome!..... Everything is cool when your part of a team."
BabyMan covers his ears again groaning: "You guys are making me nuts!"
Love of my life and I have a good chuckle and let it be for about 2 minutes before both breaking out into song again.
So you can see our young son will lack for nothing with us around.
Now to the interesting and main point of this blog, how our young progeny has adapted in his somewhat annoying environment.
Learning to Trash Talk
Daddy found a fun game we can all play together on our phones. (Yes, BabyMan has a wifi only old iPhone... don't ask.) In this game we all play at the same time and our characters show up on the other screens and they race. During the race you can drop traps, bolt each other with lightening among other things all in attempt to win the race.
At first BabyMan would get upset when we electrocuted him or caught him in a trap. He quickly learned that this is just how the game is played and soon figured out how to do the same back to us. The first time his lighting bolt hit dad BabyMan cried out "I'm so sorry daddy!" clearly distraught. We laughed it off with him and said it was just the game and it was ok.
Some time passes and while I'm working Dad and BabyMan are playing the race game again and I hear the fun sounds along with "I'm winning!!!" "Hey, Stop That!!" I often enjoy listening to BabyMan play and this was quite entertaining. Then I heard this....
BabyMan: "Sorry Dad! Sorry Dad!" His sweet little voice full of regret and sincerity I thought for sure BabyMan had set a trap or something. Then with the sass of a teenager he says.....
"Did you want to win this time?? Too Bad!! I won!" I couldn't help but crack up as BabyMan giggled... my 4.5 year old had just trash-talked his dad while playing a video game. I'm not sure if I should be horrified or proud. Even as I write this, several minutes later I can't stop laughing.
The best part is that BabyMan hadn't actually won the game, Daddy won which made me laugh even harder. Sometimes a good zinger is too good to resist.
Enjoy the Race!
At first BabyMan would get upset when we electrocuted him or caught him in a trap. He quickly learned that this is just how the game is played and soon figured out how to do the same back to us. The first time his lighting bolt hit dad BabyMan cried out "I'm so sorry daddy!" clearly distraught. We laughed it off with him and said it was just the game and it was ok.
Some time passes and while I'm working Dad and BabyMan are playing the race game again and I hear the fun sounds along with "I'm winning!!!" "Hey, Stop That!!" I often enjoy listening to BabyMan play and this was quite entertaining. Then I heard this....
"Did you want to win this time?? Too Bad!! I won!" I couldn't help but crack up as BabyMan giggled... my 4.5 year old had just trash-talked his dad while playing a video game. I'm not sure if I should be horrified or proud. Even as I write this, several minutes later I can't stop laughing.
The best part is that BabyMan hadn't actually won the game, Daddy won which made me laugh even harder. Sometimes a good zinger is too good to resist.
Enjoy the Race!
