Mother knows best, you betcha
Posted by hana in Aniqspeak, Antics, Parenthood, tags: school, the national, u2the P1s officially don’t have any exams, but they have some kind of english and math “assessments” instead, and since we’re clueless as to what to make the boy revise (!), we went through with him the whole slew of spelling words he’d been given from the start of the year, which took up more than this board, and then we kinda gave up three-quarters through, because we ran out of steam. but it turned out that there was no spelling after all, so, (a) phew, and (b) gah! we wasted all that effort. and so much chalk.

i’m so glad penmanship won’t be graded… it won’t, right?? O_O
****
one of the recurring jokes that crop up in our conversations with the kids is about “boyfriends” and “girlfriends”.
the boy can list out who Mummy’s Boyfriends (yes, plural) are..
#1: “Bu-noh!”
(“it’s BO-NO, not Bu-noh. ‘bunuh’ tu ‘kill’. i don’t want to kill him.”)

never mind that he looks a hundred years older now, he’ll always be this 80′s version in my mind.
#2: “The Vampire!”
(refer to the hottie in the middle, not the Cullen-wannabes at the sides.)

never mind that he’d think nothing of ravaging my womb into a bloody mess with his bare teeth (ref: Breaking Dawn), i’ll still forgive him.
#3: “Thor!”
(self-explanatory.)

i demand to know, WHY WAS HE NOT TOPLESS IN THE AVENGERS? WHY? WHY?! *does a Hulk smash* (no, Hulk being topless does NOT do it for me.)
#4: “that one, he sings like *makes deep, throaty voice*”
(i chuckled out loud at this, because i’d only made a passing remark once when a The National song came on during one of our drives, and well, i was surprised the boy actually remembered.)

ILY, MATT!
etc. (the list goes on. will need to introduce ryan gosling to them some day.)
and every time the subject of “boyfriends” crops up, especially when we tease the girl on her potential nuptials to Prince Charming ala Cinderella or Captain America (it would appear that the goody-goody, ‘clean-cut’ types appeal to her), she will do this:
****
so anyway, we like asking the boy about his classmates, and we have established that there is a Smartest Girl in his class. we tease him that he should make friends with the Smartest Girl in class. because Smart Girls can help him with his schoolwork. and the Smartness can rub off on him. who knows, maybe even improve his penmanship. (hey i can hope, can’t i?) we get updates that Smartest Girl likes giving him little things, e.g. pencil, keychain, food.
M: aniq, when you grow up, you must marry a smart girl. your wife must be smart. then your children will be smart. remember, ok? marry a smart girl! THAT IS ALL.
D: yah, see, like daddy. *snickers*
M (who picks questionable mythical characters/hairy musicians as fantasy love interests): *gives the evil eye*
Boy: ……
M: and auni, when you grow up – marry a rich man. THAT IS ALL.
Boy: you mean like daddy?
M: ……
D: yah, rich what… rich with LURRVVEEEE.
Girl: *facepalm*
#greatparenting #educationyoucantgetinclassroom
(now, what’s the likelihood someone’ll get me that Thor action hero for Mother’s Day….?)


































Entries (RSS)