My younger son has inherited some of my most annoying traits that I wish he didn't, damn it!
I am always rushing them off to sleep so that I can get some 'me' time and I think 10pm is later than most households as it is. So, I am here getting his stuff together (for school), making milk, and then you know what he tells me? 'Mom, I got homework and I don't know how to do DIVIDE'
I am like...GEEEZZZUZ!! At 10pm (more precisely, around 9.45pm), he tells me he doesn't know how to do his work. My blood goes 'pheeee' as in kettle boiling. I teach him how to do the stuff and walked sulkily away to the kitchen. Might as well sweep the floor now that there's a shorter 'me' time...and he's there, whistling away like a merry ole chap with all the time in the world.
'Gelang, Si Paku Gelang. GELANG. Gelang, Si Paku Gelang. GELANG!' But he was doing his work.
The procrastinator attitude. The devil may care attitude. The everything's jolly good attitude!! I knew it would all come back to bite me in the butt. I knew it! I used to annoy everyone with my lackadaisical attitude and now I have one of my own.
But frankly, it's hard to stay angry at someone who sings and whistles for no reason. Ever met one of them people like that? Well, you don't get to stay cross with them for long because their joy for life reaches forward and give you an almighty tickle in the ribs, damn it!
But I think he can teach me a lot of things about becoming 'me' (the old me before this whole parenthood thing came along) again - the 'Oh, come on! Life's too short to fret like that! Like the world's going to end because I am going to bed 15 minutes later. Get a life!'
Yeah, that was me back then and I look at myself now and whimper. 'God, what happened to me?'
Hahaha....the guy smiles, laughs, enjoys everything, I tell you. Maybe that isn't quite a bad trait after all. Now, if only I can teach him about the virtues of being on time and stop procrastinating. :-)
I am always rushing them off to sleep so that I can get some 'me' time and I think 10pm is later than most households as it is. So, I am here getting his stuff together (for school), making milk, and then you know what he tells me? 'Mom, I got homework and I don't know how to do DIVIDE'
I am like...GEEEZZZUZ!! At 10pm (more precisely, around 9.45pm), he tells me he doesn't know how to do his work. My blood goes 'pheeee' as in kettle boiling. I teach him how to do the stuff and walked sulkily away to the kitchen. Might as well sweep the floor now that there's a shorter 'me' time...and he's there, whistling away like a merry ole chap with all the time in the world.
'Gelang, Si Paku Gelang. GELANG. Gelang, Si Paku Gelang. GELANG!' But he was doing his work.
The procrastinator attitude. The devil may care attitude. The everything's jolly good attitude!! I knew it would all come back to bite me in the butt. I knew it! I used to annoy everyone with my lackadaisical attitude and now I have one of my own.
But frankly, it's hard to stay angry at someone who sings and whistles for no reason. Ever met one of them people like that? Well, you don't get to stay cross with them for long because their joy for life reaches forward and give you an almighty tickle in the ribs, damn it!
But I think he can teach me a lot of things about becoming 'me' (the old me before this whole parenthood thing came along) again - the 'Oh, come on! Life's too short to fret like that! Like the world's going to end because I am going to bed 15 minutes later. Get a life!'
Yeah, that was me back then and I look at myself now and whimper. 'God, what happened to me?'
Hahaha....the guy smiles, laughs, enjoys everything, I tell you. Maybe that isn't quite a bad trait after all. Now, if only I can teach him about the virtues of being on time and stop procrastinating. :-)