P is for superheroes. Trust me on the this one. I know what I’m talking about.
We’ve rounded the horn and gotten through Elemenopee. Well, we’ll be through P after today.
When you have boys, P could be for pee. I’ve written enough about pee to fill a travelin’ johnny. Speaking of which, I think Crash was doing jumping jacks during his morning pee this morning.
P isn’t for poop either. That’s just gross. Though it’s funny when Bang does his #2. He talks to himself the entire time. I’ll have to record his conversation with himself sometime. “I’m all done making my pick-axe!” he hollers when he’s done.
Today will be a shout out to all the Parents out there. Even more so, to all the grand-parents. You’re too much parent to be just a parent. You’re so much parent we call you grand. My boys are lucky to have even met a great grandparent, my grand mother. Crash was lucky enough to meet both of my grandmothers.
Crash and Bang absolutely love their grand parents. They’re lucky to have an extra set. My parents are Nana and Pop Pop (Grumpy Frog). DW’s mom and and step-dad are Nanny and Pop (sometimes Popcorn). DW’s dad and step-mom are Nanny and Guppie (they couldn’t say ‘grampie’ as babies. It came out Guppie, or Gup).
We are the parents we are today because of the parents they were. We aren’t taught parenting. There are no University courses (none that I know of, anyway). There are no night classes. We learn it from watching it, living it, growing through it. Our parents didn’t know any more than we know today. I’m sure my dad would say otherwise, though. Look how awesome we turned out. Thanks! They did all right with our brother’s, too.
I think everyone goes through their phases of what they think of their parents.
- I love you!
- Ugh! You’re so annoying.
- I wanna leave this house.
- My parents were right.
- I love you!
We’re at stage 5. Our kids are mostly at stage 1.
Even now, they support us, encourage us in every way they can. We’re damn near 40 and they are still mom and dad. A title bestowed upon them the day we were born. A title that by far outweighs any other title. Whether it’s Mr., Mrs., Dr., etc… None will be as important as mom and dad.
They are the original superheroes.