I am Not a Musician
This is me and my wife playing with our kids.
I am not a musician.
Ever since we had children, I’ve tried to take time out of my days to play with my kids. I remember that first Christmas with kids, not the very first, but the first time they are able to actually play with toys. We played with the Fisher-Price Little People Farm then. We always played whatever they wanted to play. If they were into blocks, we played blocks. Cars, we played cars. Legos, we played Legos. Minecraft, Board Games, fire shooters, high speed photography, the list goes on.
In the beginning, I showed them how to build, or play, but eventually they showed me how and I became whatever they needed me to be. Lego engineer, photography model, nerf gun marksman, I let them show me how to use their toys and play their games, and we had fun together.
I am not a musician, but this is me playing with my kids, and soon they will be adults and leave home. If you have kids, take time to play with them and their toys, a finite activity, that’s infinitely rewarding.
I still don’t get it
Beetle Mania
Ironman
Standing in line at McDonald’s today, a small boy, just barely a toddler, was so excited to receive a superheroes sticker from the clerk. But he dropped it. He’s mom didn’t see it. I picked it up as they turned to go, and the boy worked his way out of his mom’s arms in an effort to reclaim it. I handed it back to him as he approached me, and his mom said, “what do you say?” He gets this big grin on his face and says, “Thank you Iron Man.”
I wear a leather jacket and have goatee. The whole room start laughing and smiling, the guy behind me says he wanted to be Iron Man. Two minutes later when my meal is ready they call out, “364, for Iron Man.” The kid couldn’t have paid me a higher compliment.
Wining About Snow
They don’t have 14 different words for snow. They have many words describing snow. Kinda like us and wine.
New Slang
Goombaya: Italians Sing about Peace and Love
Balance Blues
A little ditty I wrote when I had some issues with my head:
Woke up this mornin’
(Da-neh na naught)
Rolled out of bed.
(Da-neh na naught)
Had to crawl on the floor.
(Da-neh na naught)
Somethin’s wrong with my head!
I’ve got the Verrrrtigo. Yeah!
V-E-R-T-I Go!
I’ve got the Verrritigo. Yeah!
Head spinnin’ round, so now y’know.
Music
Blindness
Me on social media: So, for 3-8 hours after my optometrist appointment, I will effectively be blind. What activities are available for the temporarily visually impaired without supervision?
My friends: Quality time…with yourself….What’s it gonna do, make you blinder? 🙂