Priorities
All parents have their priorities. Some are obsessive about teaching the basics of reading and math, and make their child’s life an endless grammar/math quiz. Others don’t give a damn about reading and just want their child to be able to sing. Or dance. Or sit and watch sports/play video games with them. No matter what it is you’re into, odds are you’re training your kid to be into it, too, whether you know it or not.
For my parents, it was skiing. They were skiers, and so the kids were gonna be, too. There are pictures of all three of us on skis at like 2-3 years old. I still remember Frosty’s Ski/Nursery School. They had the best hot chocolate.
For Dani, it’s that Cassie love music. We surround her with it all the time, and at 18 months old, that girl can keep an impressive beat.
For me, it’s that she can tell Dr. Doom apart from Magneto, and doesn’t confuse The Thing with The Hulk:
We all have our priorities.
I have to laugh. Even though I have no children, I taught all my nieces and nephews about dragons and elves and gryphons and and and…. She is so cute….and smart!
That is awesome. I can watch her do that all night. Man, is she going to school the boys once she’s actually in school. They have no chance.
I just love how she claps every time she puts one on the coffee table.
I swear we just played this same game with Alexa tonight. I sent her inside to “go get Galactus” and next thing you know we’re going over all her superheroes. She is going to make some comic nerd very happy some day.
Man, Peat, your sprog puts me to shame! I no-longer feel I deserve the title ‘geek’ any more….I am not worthy.
Heh, after a while I was joining in the applause, that was seriously impressive Cassie!
She is slipping toward ultra-refined cuteonium. Treasure it, Peter.
shouldn’t Spiderman’s arms be in an up position?
Very cute. Peat, you are doing a great service to the future of mankind. Our comicbook history must be preserved!
The clapping is pretty awesome. I was going to post that, but you beat me too it.
Of course, my heart jumps into my throat every time she stumbles. You seem to be past that.
She stumbles about like a drunken sailor. Ent nothing to be done for it but let her practice.
She’s adorable. Good luck keeping her to yourself in twelve years!