He’s just like me, unfortunately
Just about every day Spencer does something that reminds me the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. He is so much like me it’s unreal. I already knew he was shy and afraid to try new things. But now I’m starting to see signs of OCD in him too. Isn’t it nice that I’ve passes on all of my bad traits to him. How lucky for him.
The other day we were at the park. We brought along a cooler with two sodas for everybody. Spencer quickly drank both of his sodas and he was still thirsty. There was a drinking fountain near the playground so I told him to get a drink there.
He said, “No, people put their mouth on it.”
“They do not,” I said.
“Yes they do. I saw them,” he proclaimed.
“Well it will be ok. Just don’t put your mouth on the fountain. Just drink the water.”
“The water is still contaminated.”
How can I really argue with him? Me who you know would never take a drink from a drinking fountain. Me who won’t push a shopping cart without wearing gloves. Me who will stop eating if somebody touches the food on my plate. I’m not exactly the best person to tell him he’s being irrational. So he just went thirsty until we got back home.
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Black Hockey Jesus Said,
June 1, 2008 @ 1:01 am
My wife triples my income. She rules.
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Cindy Said,
June 2, 2008 @ 6:32 am
Yeah, understood! My kids are the same way (like me). How can we tell them to not be like their role model, right?
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Christine's Mom Said,
June 4, 2008 @ 11:27 am
Spencer has been exhibiting this behavior for a while. I remember a few years ago taking him to iHOP for dinner one night. He must have been about 4 or 5. The waiter took us to the table and Spencer wouldn’t sit down – the seat had a tiny spill of water on it. He wouldn’t sit until the waiter came and wiped it up.
And, there was the time at the summer cardboard regatta races when he was playing in the sand. His older brothers were burying him. He was having a great time, until he stood up and realized that the sand was still sticking to his bare arms and legs (not to mention his clothes!). He looked like he was ready to burst into tears, until i called him over and gave him a vigorous brush down to get the all the sand off. He is the cleanest of your children
I guess we just need to watch you to see what he’ll grow up into