09/14/2026
I will probably spend all day Thursday asking myself whose brilliant idea these specials were but it’s Monday and it seems like a good idea at the moment. Since I actually have a plan and we are doing Mary’s Semi Famous Crab Stuffed Portabellas for the first time in a long time I thought I would let you know so you can plan accordingly.
Can I ask you a favor? If you read this, can you hit the like button…lately I keep running into folks who say they follow my posts, I suspect there are a lot of you guys out there who read but don’t engage ( which is fine) but it would be neat to see how many I am talking to on the regular.
Now for story time…you will have to excuse the swearing …but it’s what I have for you today (and I think it’s funny).
Last week we had our big yearly picnic and while it is fun it is a long day for the kids.
The kids were mostly good but I kept a casual eye on my two as I chatted not really expecting good choices to last the day. Smalls had gotten upset with his brother earlier in the day and resorted to swearing at him but since the start of the picnic they both had been fairly well behaved…for kids in a group…The thing is Smalls is a great kid and all sunshine…until he’s not…
They both had joined in volleyball. Smalls was thrilled to be his team’s lucky charm. There seemed to be small masses of kids forming groups and disbursing about the yard all day like flocks of birds. They were racing around, playing games …engaging in one activity after another.
At one point they were all interested in the same thing and were in fairly close quarters and engaging in some rougher play…I watched and every time Smalls drifted that way I would call him to me on some excuse, distract him, and he would wander off but eventually he would start drifting that way again. So finally, I decided a small stroll was in order.
I called him to me saying “hey budd, come with me I wanna see if there are any frogs at the pond”. He comes willingly enough but then half way there he says “Hey Mom, how come every time I am about to have fun over there you call me over?” …So, he’s noticed…
With an internal sigh I begin to make excuses and then I decide to just tell the truth… “well buddy, I can’t parent all the kids but you’re my kid and I know you…you see how it’s getting a little rough there?” He says “yeah” and shrugs like what’s the deal? And I say “well if you get in that, and you get you hit, you are gonna loudly call some kid a m%&5erF*^%$er in front of everybody and embarrass yourself.” He looks shocked for a second (as while I swear that’s not one that I normally use) He ponders a second and says “yeah your right, I would…lets see if there are tadpoles”
I sure miss the days his go-to swearing was “ awe gingersnaps!”….sigh… Not sure if this was a parenting win but I think it’s neat that he’s getting old enough to see stuff and know himself well enough to see he can make other choices…I mean not using foul language would also Be a nice choice…
Don’t swear at people…
Read the room and know when to make yourself scarce…
Maybe hide out here and have dinner.
Love you guys.
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