Two things: (1) I don’t write a mommy blog, but this is about mommy stuff and (2) I’m sorry I haven’t written a blog post in a while. I miss it. With the semester and my other work, time just got away from me.
Anyway, it’s the winter holiday season and you know what that means! That’s right:
1) Grades are in and I’ve been completely burned out for a week or so, reeling from the exhaustion and brain fatigue that comes from grading finals, dealing with grade grubbers, and hoping my class would make for next semester. It didn’t :-(.
2) I’m doing the “politically correct” dance and waiting for repercussions for saying “Merry Christmas” (which is the holiday I celebrate…although more in a secular than in a religious way) versus “Happy Generic Winter Holidays If You Celebrate Any of Them.”
3) My sweet 5-year-old son is completely and totally out of control with excitement.
It’s a joy to be able to see his face light up as brightly as our Griswald-esque Christmas decorations. It is also a joy to be able to wield the “Santa’s going to put coal in your stocking” threat over his head. It’s a refreshing change from the threat of:
- Time out
- Spankings (yes, I know, barbaric, horrible, call DFACS, leave snide comments on this post if you must)
- Taking away one or more toys
- Forced child labor
- Making him live in the backyard
- Making him live in Siberia
or the truly cruel punishment of…gosh, I don’t even know if I should say it in a public forum…
- Making him play with his toys in his room by himself.
We are truly evil, no? At least to our little extrovert. Being alone is the worst punishment he can think of. Although we have recently discovered another powerful threat: Telling his teacher, Mrs. T, that he’s been making bad choices. She’s a lovely woman, so I’m not sure what he’s afraid of, but I got this hint from him: “If you tell her, she’ll make me eat lunch by myself.” Ah.
He’s an interesting cat. A little super-extrovert athlete being raised by older introverted geeks. It’s going to be a wild ride.
In the spirit of the holidays, please allow me to share my favorite Boy-ism (so far) from my son this season: “When are we going to have hot chocolate? ‘Cause that’s what Christmas is all about.”
So have some hot chocolate and Happy Holidays!
Carpe hot chocolate!