
Cleverness and Kid Update
By jade rogue
I wondered of what I would begin this post. I thought to be clever. Then it hit me. Everyone wants to be clever and more so, everyone is clever these days. Then something I read back in my teens rushed up to be remembered. I thought I would share with you another’s thought on cleverness.
On cleverness from... ‘The Importance of Being Earnest.’
By Oscar Wilde
Jack: I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays. You can’t go anywhere without meeting clever people. The thing has become an absolute public nuisance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools.
Algernon: We have.
Jack: I should extremely like to meet them. What do they talk about?
Algernon: The fools? Oh! About the clever people, of course.
Jack: What fools!
Spiky note: I thought it was rather clever of me to even remember this bit of cleverness.
******
Update on the kid. He is doing well and near fully recovered. He is back to being loud and talkative. He sang ‘Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star’ to me this past Saturday morning. He has a stuffed toy that sings it. He calls it his bright star.
He was bad too. He conked his aunt on the head as they sat and played on the couch. She said it was time for him to get in the BAD corner. He said. “I’m sorry…I’m sorry.” Hell it was so convincing an act that I nearly believed it. His aunt of course melted into warm butter. She thought it was so cute. He wanted me to fix his Woody (toy story) toy. It would say “I have a snake in my boot.” or anything else when he pulled Woody’s string. The batteries were drained and I promised we would get some batteries today.
He was a tad angry with me. I walked into the kitchen and accidentally kicked his car under the kitchen table. He said. “Mommy!” he then stood up and walked past me and as he walked past he smack me on the ass with his open hand. He surprised me (It didn’t hurt) he got his car from under the table and stood and walked past me again…
I thumped him on his head. He squinted up at me in a little bit of pain and…he told on me. “MOM…mommy hurt me!” He walked off looking to find his other mom. “Go tell your mom. I’m not afraid of her…she’s a shrimp.”
From the laundry room she yells out… “What did you do to him?”
“Nothing…he…he…maybe he tripped over his own shoe lace.”
Hehehehe…I’m a stinker huh?
************
The prince:
Autumn has brought many colors to the back yard. These are days to remember. These are times I want to hold to. And I won’t let a day slip by. I want to be able to recall…like with my eldest. We had walked on a beach in Oregon and he ran with mirth, me chasing him. Kids don’t think their parents can run. I was in my twenties with a short black gamine haircut in those days. He thought I was old though he had seen me play league softball and beach volleyball.
On that beach in Oregon he stopped running and pointed at two girls running to the water, they had taken their tops off. My son to this day remembers that day and not because of the topless girls but because of the fun we had on that beach. We flew kites and we had a picnic.
************

The little guy:
The leaves that hang upside down on the trees have released their hold and now many lie on a carpet of green. The leaves of orange, reds, yellow and gold, rest against the tall brick wall in the western end of the property. My little man likes to jump in the piles of autumn leaves.
Yeah I’d get in trouble with his other mom for letting him get dirty on the leaves but we brushed off as much of the broken leafs as we could. Um…I jumped on the leaves too. The little shrimp put leaves in my hair so I could look pretty. After he put s few in my hair I asked him if I looked pretty. He nodded and said. “Pretty mommy.” He grabbed a handful to take to his other mommy.
Sweeties, I sometimes think I say too much. I shared with you my fears and you were there with hand out for me to hold. It helped me through. Sweeties, it is a great relief to see him as the little rough 2-1/2 year old he was before. There were many readers that said he would bounce back quickly…and he has.
By jade rogue
I wondered of what I would begin this post. I thought to be clever. Then it hit me. Everyone wants to be clever and more so, everyone is clever these days. Then something I read back in my teens rushed up to be remembered. I thought I would share with you another’s thought on cleverness.
On cleverness from... ‘The Importance of Being Earnest.’
By Oscar Wilde
Jack: I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays. You can’t go anywhere without meeting clever people. The thing has become an absolute public nuisance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools.
Algernon: We have.
Jack: I should extremely like to meet them. What do they talk about?
Algernon: The fools? Oh! About the clever people, of course.
Jack: What fools!
Spiky note: I thought it was rather clever of me to even remember this bit of cleverness.
******
Update on the kid. He is doing well and near fully recovered. He is back to being loud and talkative. He sang ‘Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star’ to me this past Saturday morning. He has a stuffed toy that sings it. He calls it his bright star.
He was bad too. He conked his aunt on the head as they sat and played on the couch. She said it was time for him to get in the BAD corner. He said. “I’m sorry…I’m sorry.” Hell it was so convincing an act that I nearly believed it. His aunt of course melted into warm butter. She thought it was so cute. He wanted me to fix his Woody (toy story) toy. It would say “I have a snake in my boot.” or anything else when he pulled Woody’s string. The batteries were drained and I promised we would get some batteries today.
He was a tad angry with me. I walked into the kitchen and accidentally kicked his car under the kitchen table. He said. “Mommy!” he then stood up and walked past me and as he walked past he smack me on the ass with his open hand. He surprised me (It didn’t hurt) he got his car from under the table and stood and walked past me again…
I thumped him on his head. He squinted up at me in a little bit of pain and…he told on me. “MOM…mommy hurt me!” He walked off looking to find his other mom. “Go tell your mom. I’m not afraid of her…she’s a shrimp.”
From the laundry room she yells out… “What did you do to him?”
“Nothing…he…he…maybe he tripped over his own shoe lace.”
Hehehehe…I’m a stinker huh?
************
The prince:
Autumn has brought many colors to the back yard. These are days to remember. These are times I want to hold to. And I won’t let a day slip by. I want to be able to recall…like with my eldest. We had walked on a beach in Oregon and he ran with mirth, me chasing him. Kids don’t think their parents can run. I was in my twenties with a short black gamine haircut in those days. He thought I was old though he had seen me play league softball and beach volleyball.
On that beach in Oregon he stopped running and pointed at two girls running to the water, they had taken their tops off. My son to this day remembers that day and not because of the topless girls but because of the fun we had on that beach. We flew kites and we had a picnic.
************

The little guy:
The leaves that hang upside down on the trees have released their hold and now many lie on a carpet of green. The leaves of orange, reds, yellow and gold, rest against the tall brick wall in the western end of the property. My little man likes to jump in the piles of autumn leaves.
Yeah I’d get in trouble with his other mom for letting him get dirty on the leaves but we brushed off as much of the broken leafs as we could. Um…I jumped on the leaves too. The little shrimp put leaves in my hair so I could look pretty. After he put s few in my hair I asked him if I looked pretty. He nodded and said. “Pretty mommy.” He grabbed a handful to take to his other mommy.
Sweeties, I sometimes think I say too much. I shared with you my fears and you were there with hand out for me to hold. It helped me through. Sweeties, it is a great relief to see him as the little rough 2-1/2 year old he was before. There were many readers that said he would bounce back quickly…and he has.
Thank you my friends. I saw this movie the other night...I tell you I could really use some dolls right now. :)
Come live with me and be my love, if only for a day...come live with me and see my love...how fast it fades away.

29 comments:
My eye's are a strainin' from reading that red font!! >.<
So glad your little man is feeling better Spiky.... it's scary stuff when they can't breathe.
Autumn is a beautiful time of the year. I especially love it where we are....all the vines turning, and the multi coloured leaves. Awesomeness. =)
There is nothing worse than your child being ill. I cannot rest until mine is better! I'm glad he's on the mend and being ornery ;)
When I first started blogging, I tried to be clever, now I'm just too tired to mess with it. lol
I always enjoy your writing though!
I'm glad to hear your little one is feeling better. It makes you feel so helpless when they are sick.
Take care, Spiky
ute: You know it's weird on my end it looks clear and fine but I brought my blog up at home and god I see what you're talking about. I don't know what is going on with it but I'll see if I can change the layout and clear it up.
sweetie...I'd love to see those pics of your autumn.
thanks honey. xx
JLee: thank you honey. I just can't believe the complete turn around...I look at him and I'm amazed of his quick recovery.
Hey hid behind my bedroom door and tried to scare me...with a BOO! I pretended to be afraid and I ran the other way with him chasing me.
on clever...I think it's pretty clever that you just let it come to you...I think you're plenty clever. :)
later sweetie. xx
Chuck: my chuck...how are you my friend. You seem so distant. Tell me what's on your mind sweetheart.
Maybe it's the mother in me but, I feel the need to hold you to me and tell you things are going to be okay. And they will, you know.
Yes...I'm lost when they are sick. I'm lucky to have The Debutante. She knows just what to do.
later chuck...I love you my friend. xx
Dear heart, sweetheart... I'm so happy to hear he's doing so much better! :D
I'm not die-hard religious, by any means, but... I do have to thank all the little angels watching over you and your family. Don't you worry; you both are excellent mommies. Besitos for you and for the other momma! ;D
Now you all go out there and enjoy the autumn weather before the winter comes!
Spiky my lovely ~ my prayers were answered, I said a small one for your young one. You have an angel following you wherever you go, I sent her, she is your gaurdian angel, to watch over you all..X
I am so glad to hear he is feeling better sweetie. I have been really busy this week and I am so sorry I missed out on your previous post.
I hope all is well with you. :)
Naughty mummy
caro. Hi honey. yeah I love autumn weather. It's my favorite. I used to love spring the beest but the last few yeas I've changed and autumn is my favorite now.
Yeah that gal of mine...she...I couldn't have made it without her. She calms my soul.
thank you caro...I love you honey. Y besitos para ti. xxxxxxxxxxx
indigo: I want to thank you for sending the angel sweetie. I want to also thank you for being you. I think so much of you, the person you are and your soul...a perfect angel. that's what you are. :)
xxxx
later sweetheart. You take care of you for me.
shelly...shelly. dang I've missed you something fierce. You were gone and I've looked for you. You're blog went private and I miss you. Are you gone for a while? When can I read you again? I know questions questions...questions. :)
that's okay sweetie...no need to apologize. I'm glad to see you though.
later sweetie. xxx
steven: Hi handsome. I'm naughty...yes, it's true. um...want to find out just how naughty I can be?
Meet me in NYC on NYE. It's always best to bring in the new year with a BANG.
later sweets.
:-) Hey sunshine. I'm so glad to hear that your little guy is feeling better. It always makes life easier when everyone in the house is feeling healthy.
The beaches in Oregon are beautiful aren't they? Hehe but you have to run when you're on them because they're so damn cold!!! Not at all like california beaches. Burrrr
Mwuah
jenn: We were ther one year when the water was warm...much warmer than the beaches at Pismo. Oh and if you're ever in Pismo...Splash Cafe is the place to eat for the best clam chower in the states. I love it. I wish I could remember the name of that beach. My sister in law took us there.
jenn you know that beach was weird...he was way out ther in the water and he was still standing. It scared me...I called him in.
I hate that I'm one of those mothers that see danger in everything...
jenn...((((MWUAH)))
How are you honey. Write me when you can, I'm missing you badly.
xxx
I'm back honey. I'm just rearranging some things on my phone.
love LOVE that second pic! glad to hear things are getting better.
signed,
foolish, never clever
Cleverness - bah! I have lost my clever and I cannot find it. Let's go surfing. On Bondi.
It's good to hear your little one is recovering. They soon bounce back. :)
I had something clever to say but I forgot what it was. How foolish of me.
Stop abusing the wee one and pick on somebody your own size *evil grin*
Seriously though.... glad to hear the little man is on the winning side of feeling better.
Your are truely a great friend ( in secret-my lover, but don't tell anyone);-)xx
shelly...glad you're back sweetie, cause I miss you. xxx
Eternal list: hello boyfriend...how about you come and live with me...even if just for a day? it would be clever...it would be foolish but either way it would be real. :)
later baby. xxx
memphis...surfing...Yikes. I wouldn;tmind but I afraid of sharks. Give me a weapon...a blast stick, a spear amd i'm there.
califirnia has lots of sharks. Not as many as Oz...
Bondi huh? can i just wear a bikini and wave to you as you surf from the beach towel as I'm tanning...and I'll flash my tits at you every once in a while? :)
xxx
cunning baby: That little guy abuses me. Really he does. But he loves me.
yeah he is lots better and now totally back to his devilish self.
I love that boy...with all of my heart. he makes me laugh.
xxx
akelamalu: the guy is like a rubber bal...back and making upifor lost time. hehehe
thanks honey. xx
Indig; I'm your secret lover...I'm telling cause i want everyone to know...you're mine. :)
xx
Spiky ~ Forever and for always!X
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