fun

I’m a kid again

Yesterday we had “parent observations” in my youngest daughter’s JK class. While there I had kind of one of those “ah ha” moments.

Having kids means becoming a kid again yourself

We started the day with roll call and a couple of little poems and alphabet games. Then it was outside for some play to, as the kids and teacher recited melodically, “exercise our bodies and wake up our brains”.  While outside my wife was busy talking to the teacher about this and that.  Me? I was there to play.  I played catch, did some bean bag tossing and ran around like a 5 year old.  So much fun.  Then when they were lining up to go back inside they did this little popsicle song that involved dancing to which my wife and I happily joined in with.

Inside we went for some circle time, more letter learning, another song and dance.  After that there was some tabletop activities where I was quite content building cup pyramids with the kids and stringing beads on strands of gimp. (do you remember gimp?…late 80’s kids whats up!!).  After that wifey and I slipped out to avoid the inevitable tears if my daughter knew we were leaving.

Afterwards It dawned on me how much fun I had and how often I have felt like a kid again since having kids.  From being able to show my girls my favourite cartoons from when I was a kid like Scooby Do, Bugs Bunny and comic book cartoons to playing games that I enjoyed like Operation and Hungry Hungry Hippos.  Heck we even Played Candyland the other day and it was actually fun.

Running around outside, lying in the grass and looking at clouds talking about what they look like, bikes, scooters, tobogganing in winter, skating…all these thing that I once enjoyed as a kid I’m enjoying again.

I even had a little conversation about this with a friend on Facebook while talking about my SplashN Boots post

I didn’t realize this at the time..but I think maybe a big reason people have kids just may be to feel like a kid again themselves.  Maybe kids, and later in life, grandkids, are the fountain of youth?

Parker’s First Concert or “Kids are F’ing Weird”

So this past weekend I decided to surprise my youngest daughter to a live concert.  I’m a very musical person, I’ve sang my whole life, play guitar, played some tenor sax in Highschool Jazz Band, constantly have music on at home, all types (except Rap and Dance..yuck) Naturally my kids have picked up some of my musical love over the past few years.  In particular we’re talking about Parker in this story.  She watches Treehouse a lot when we do have TV on so she’s become quite enamored with the group Splash N’ Boots who seem to be on there a lot.  In case you don’t know who they are here’s the description from their website

Splash’N Boots was started as a class project at Queens University, in Kingston Ontario…After their first show (which had an audience of two people one of which was Boots’ Dad) they decided to take Splash’N Boots fulltime! Since then they have released 9 albums and 3 DVDs, have traveled across the world performing live shows, and live in their Big Yellow Boot on Treehouse TV!

I have to admit, they are fun to watch…Splash (the dude) is quite the musician and he’s also very funny.  And Boots?  Well she’s just a ball of energy…seriously I don’t know how she does it but it’s something to witness, I feel like I need a nap after watching her.  Also, if I can take off my “Dad Hat” for a minute and don my “Dude hat” for a minute, no disrespect, she’s kind of easy on the eyes too. (Sorry Splash, she’s just cuter than you)

Splash’N Boots

Anyway to continue the story.  Parker was very excited to go, had an outfit picked out (Yellow and Blue of course) and she kept bugging me asking if it was time to leave “Can we go dad” “Can we go now” “is it time yet” and on and on.  Finally the time came, we put on our shoes and coats, loaded into the car and went down to the show.  I was a bit excited too, both to see Parker’s reaction to seeing her favourite Treehouse duo live and in person, and because I love live music of any kind.

We arrive at the theatre that’s packed with kids, parents, grandparents.  Seriously I haven’t seen that many kids in one place outside of the girls’ school.  We check our coats, grab a booster seat and head inside.  First the obligatory photo with the blow up sign in the lobby. IMG_1880Aww look at her little face.  She’s so excited.  Rightfully so I’d have to say, I loved going to shows with my parents when I was a kid.  We then go inside the theatre to find our seats and wait for the show to start.  She starts again with the “Where’s Splash’N Boots Dad” “when’s it start” etc thing again, obviously excited.  To eat up some time we took a couple of selfies with my phone.  IMG_1881Aren’t we cute.  Please excuse the creepy mustache, I don’t usually have that on my face.  Usually I’m more of a nicely trimmed beard guy.  It’s there because I’m trying to raise money for Movember…to which you can donate to me HERE  (hint hint).

The show finally starts.  They enter from the rear of the theatre and come up the aisles singing and dancing away.  Parker was thrilled to be given a very enthusiastic High 5 from Boots as she passed.  Her little face lit right up and she was all smiles.  And then things kind of changed…in a 180 degrees kind of way.  I don’t know why, whether it was the volume or the noise of the crowd, the darkened room, the lights, if she was hungry, or tired or what, but her attitude changed completely..”Dad is it done” “Dad can we go now”  I explained we would leave when the show was over.  She got whiny and clingy.  Occasionally participating in the songs but for the most part after every single song finished she would ask if the show was done.  Poor kid, she was so looking forward to this and now she was acting like I was forcing her to watch documentaries.  I just kept telling myself “she’s only 3, she’s only 3” but I was kind of annoyed.  Like come on kid, Dad paid good money for these tickets and you don’t appear to be having any fun at all.  Grr.

The show was great too, they sang and danced, got the audience involved, Splash was Hilarious, and even threw in some Audience participation for the grown ups “If I had a million dollars” was a big hit.  Still through it all Parker continued with the whining and crying and kept asking to leave.  I should probably add that she wasn’t the only one who was crying, but there weren’t many.  I don’t get how a kid can go from excited to wanting to go in a nanosecond.  Kids are F*&@ing weird.  Can 3 year olds be Bi-polar?

The one bright side was after the show they did a little meet and greet where you could get a picture taken with them.  That Parker was up for.

IMG_1890“dad she held my hand” “dad she was so cool”…What?!? seriously?  Just spent almost the entire show asking if it was done, if we can go, is it over yet?

I will never understand women, and 3 year old women are even worse.