It’s becoming inevitable. My daughter was riding her bike the other day and her tire got stuck in a rut in the street. She tried to wedge it out herself and quickly got frustrated. She easily gets frustrated since she is a perfectionist (like her mother). The following quick exchange took place:
me – “Just get off your bike and move the tire.”
daughter – “I can’t!!!!!”
me – “Honey, you can do it. Just move the tire forward.”
daughter – “I caaannnnnn’t. I CAN’T! I CAAAANNNNNN’T DO IIIIIITTTT!!!!!” (bursting into tears while slamming her hands down on the handlebars)
me – “Can’t never could do anything.”
What? WTF?! That just came out of my mouth? Are you serious? Can’t never could do anything? I don’t believe it. I know that I swore to myself as a kid that I would never say that to my child when I grew up.
It’s official. I have offically reached my peak as a father, and am now crashing downward into an oblivion! Awesome.
3 responses so far ↓
hannah // March 26, 2009 at 7:27 am |
i reached that peak too. it was a terrifying view. i swore to myself that i could never call my kids by their siblings names. if i had a nickel for every time i looked straight into arlo’s face and said collette… well you know.
crabbnation // March 26, 2009 at 9:37 pm |
you are not alone. i heard michael say to ethan, “boy, do you think socks grow on trees?” thank you to poppa crabb for that one.
Eric Hurst // April 9, 2009 at 8:07 am |
This is awesome. With one on the way I’ve been thinking a lot about what stuff I’ll do that I swore I never would.
Next thing you know you’ll be wearing ill fitting pleated kahkis and golf shirts (whatever those are).