Knocked Up

Things My Sons Have Taught Me

Construction work is not an inconvenience.  It is free entertainment. 

 

The human hand is a miracle worthy of intense study.

 

Do not underestimate the importance of regular sleep and a regular bedtime routine.

 

Deep, meaningful interaction can consist of nothing but an exchange of smiles and coos. 

 

Many hurts can be alleviated by a simple acknowledgment of the source of the pain and a hug.  

 

Jumping and spinning in circles is a good time.

 

Sometimes, you want one cookie.  Sometimes you want four.  And sometimes you want to feed your cookie to the dog.  That's OK.  Well, if you're a toddler.  It's not so great if you're on Weight Watchers.  Or diabetic.  OK, scratch that one.

 

Each time you re-read a book, you will discover something new.  Something new might be the richly colored strawberries in The Very Hungry Caterpillar, or it might be the steadily increasing desire to light up a book in flames so your toddler will never be able to read it again, but that's still new.

 

Getting dressed is a lot harder than it looks.  Pants?  Those suckers are tricky.  Don't even get me started on the complexity of buttons on some footed sleepers during three am diaper changes. 

 

The people who are most important don't care that you have boogers on your face, that your shirt doesn't match your pants, or that you haven't combed your hair.   Well, they don't care if you're under three.  Even so, it's a good idea to wipe your face. 

 

It won't happen if you don't try. 

 

And you'll probably fall on your face the first time you try.

 

For some reason, when something's hard, grunting often helps.

 

We all get a little cranky when we're hungry, tired, or wet.  It's just natural.  With a good meal, a nap, or dry pants, it will pass. 

 

Being tiny and adorable gets you free stuff.  Enjoy those boxes of raisins and restaurant crayons while you can, kids. 

 

Sometimes, a little time alone can help us be civilized, nonviolent members of society, including the miniature society that is the table at dinner time.

 

Having kids is likely to make you become a person who does and says things that would embarass your teenage self, and things that will eventually embarass your future teenagers.  (Previous level of cool) / (Number of times reproduced + aging) =  Current level of cool as measured by the unwashed hipster barista kid who gets your latte

 

Being helpful is very satisfying, even if all the help you offer is a tissue for your baby brother's nose. 

 

People are mostly good, most of the time.  People are also a little crazy. 

 

 


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Comments

 

Melissa said:

All very true.  

And now I want a coookie.

October 22, 2009 10:35 AM
 

Marie Eve said:

Delightful post...

October 22, 2009 11:20 AM
 

PlumbLucky said:

Construction has proven to be a highly entertaining thing indeed (its what I do...and I am guaranteed to hear at least something so hilariously gross or offensive every day at work that I will nearly bust a gut laughing!).  

Trucks are a good, good thing.  So are trains.  (Can you guess my child's age?  Hee hee hee)

October 22, 2009 1:42 PM
 

emily b. said:

wise words, dear!  so true about footed jammies - i go for the zipper ones now since realizing that securing a wiggly infant into the button-up kind is on par with performing brain surgery when your eyes are crusted half-shut and you've just had your boob stuffed into said baby's mouth for the last hour straight...

also, the grunting when making an effort is one of the funniest things babies do.  gotta poop?  loud grunting will totally help.  i also love how hard my chitlin rubs her eyes when she's tired.  such natural, honest reactions to how they're feeling!  ;-)

October 22, 2009 9:36 PM
 

Hillary said:

Sometimes a tantrum really does make you feel better. Can't bottle all those emotions up.

October 23, 2009 9:30 AM
 

6512 and growing said:

Funny! I find myself grunting when carrying a heavy load (my 2 kids up the stairs) or food shopping with 2 hungry, tired kids (or maybe that's more like heavy sighing).

Thanks for the laugh and the sweet words.

October 23, 2009 3:07 PM
 

hippygoth said:

So true...and sweet.

October 23, 2009 8:00 PM
 

erin said:

so sweet, boy we can learn a lot from little ones.  :)

October 25, 2009 5:10 PM
 

dropship review said:

Kids can make us learn so many things.

October 25, 2009 10:55 PM
 

EG said:

Ooh.  I just remembered that a restaurant gave Little Man a package of Oreos the other day.  And they're still in the diaper bag.  And I'm home alone.  This is a dilemma.

October 26, 2009 9:58 AM
 

Melospiza said:

Man, I am STILL working on learning the one about how everyone gets a little cranky when hungry, wet, or tired (with a post-potty-training revelation that needing to poop, and not pooping, can also 86 the mood). At the end of the day life will seem ABSOLUTELY IMPOSSIBLE, like NOTHING EVER GOES RIGHT and I WILL NEVER BE DO IT EVER WAAAAAH, and then I remind myself gently: you're *tired.* Go to sleep and try it again in the morning.

October 26, 2009 1:18 PM

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Oz Spies lives in Denver, Colorado with her husband, a firefighter; their son, Axel; and a slightly obese dog and cat. She has a MFA in Creative Writing from Colorado State University.

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