Saturday, January 31, 2009

I'm so hip

So the NYTimes magazine has a big spread this weekend about how designers are embracing the color pink in men's fashions.

Let me remind you, just in case you ever forgot, I created this t-shirt line last year: BOYS LIKE PINK, TOO.

That's right. I'm so cutting edge. So hip. Do you think Project Runway will come a'callin'?

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Two things that made me laugh today...

After listening to an NPR story on the governor of Illinois's impeachment trial, C asked,
"What did he do wrong? Eat too many peaches?"

After running to the potty, F announced:
"Water just came out of my water spout!"

Thursday, January 22, 2009

The w** is not for we (us)

Since the holidays, many of the boys' conversations with classmates in school seem to concern the w** or other such video-gaming systems.  C keeps trying to arrange playdates on his own, truly less interested in the kid he wants to go visit, but far more interested in the video games he might get to play when at his house.   The boys' begging for video games has increased and this weekend it reached a head when we went to a birthday party and the boys got their very first taste of actually playing the w**, not just hearing about it.

P and I have made the definitive statement, "We will not have a video game system in our home." We've heard lots lately that so-and-so gets to play w** all the time so what's the problem. We've tried to be clear that different families have different rules, but the guys are having a hard time buying that.  I think I've been called bossy more than once these past weeks.  I've decided to take it as a compliment.

Now, I am not morally judging you or your child if you make a different decision in your home.  I just know my boys.  The attention and time suckage potential for my fellows would be huge if we had a w**.  I've heard the arguments, especially around the sports, fitness, and music video games, and if that's the choice you've made-- hey, enjoy yourself.   I don't doubt that I would have a good time playing some of those games.  But I just don't need them in our house.  If the boys play the games at other folks' homes, so be it.  I won't get all up in arms about it, unless they are violent and misogynistic games and then I would have a problem-- a big one.  In the end though, this is where I stand on the video games, today on Thursday, January 22, 2009.  Who knows if my views will ever waver?

However, when I watched this New York Times video today, I can't imagine changing my mind.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

So they say Pluto's no longer a planet, but...

The boys' imaginative play has a new story line.

F ran up to me this morning, hurling his body into my lap. "I arriving at Mom Planet," he gleefully announced. "I a rocket and so is C and S and we land on Mom Planet." He blasted off a few more times, projecting his body into the space around him, landing on me each time with an exuberant thud.

Ever the English teacher (no, I didn't correct his missing and misused verbs)-- I can't help but acknowledge the metaphor.