Kevin WIll Like This
I was talking to a psychiatrist at one of my sites yesterday and ironically, a sales rep from my own company, about the evils and vile-ness of cow's milk when the topic switched to 5 year Chinese rice farmers.
This started because crazy psychiatrist I work with apparently doesn't need an alarm clock because he poops like clockwork every morning at 5AM thanks to his hearty mix of 90 (at least 7) different types of cereal that he eats each night. He mentioned that his 5 year old daughter was making his mix for him one night because she had turned over a new leaf. She is now doing things for herself. Dr. S thinks this arose because she overheard him arguing with his wife that said wife does too much for said daughter. Sales Rep has a chore chart for his preschooler. She gets a new toy each week if she fills it up. Sales Rep's 2 year old thinks this is a good idea for him, too. He has decided he will get a new toy each week if he uses the potty.
Wow! What a great idea! Of course, Harry already gets new toys each week, so where is the incentive to walk to the potty after he says he needs to use it? I do sometimes bribe him with Dora Dollars (think Monopoly money)...maybe that could work...or, as the men suggested, maybe teh wives could just stop doing everything the kids tell them. I mentioned that last week Harry asked me to "Jump, Mommy!" and before I asked for specifics, I did draw the line.
Apparently before child labor laws came into play, 5 year olds did a great many things for themselves, from boiling water to milking goats. Which brings me back to milk. while we discussed its stench and - i can't talk about it anymore - I mentioned having a friend (KEVIN'S FRIEND!!!!) who orders milk in bars and brings it to parties. "He's Canadian." That was met with a round of applause and labeled the "funniest thing " they'd heard "all day!"
And this is what I do all day. Plus eat Sushi. But not with Ira. "Sushi with Ira" makes f or a great band name, but what about "Eating Sushi without Ira" as a book title?
This started because crazy psychiatrist I work with apparently doesn't need an alarm clock because he poops like clockwork every morning at 5AM thanks to his hearty mix of 90 (at least 7) different types of cereal that he eats each night. He mentioned that his 5 year old daughter was making his mix for him one night because she had turned over a new leaf. She is now doing things for herself. Dr. S thinks this arose because she overheard him arguing with his wife that said wife does too much for said daughter. Sales Rep has a chore chart for his preschooler. She gets a new toy each week if she fills it up. Sales Rep's 2 year old thinks this is a good idea for him, too. He has decided he will get a new toy each week if he uses the potty.
Wow! What a great idea! Of course, Harry already gets new toys each week, so where is the incentive to walk to the potty after he says he needs to use it? I do sometimes bribe him with Dora Dollars (think Monopoly money)...maybe that could work...or, as the men suggested, maybe teh wives could just stop doing everything the kids tell them. I mentioned that last week Harry asked me to "Jump, Mommy!" and before I asked for specifics, I did draw the line.
Apparently before child labor laws came into play, 5 year olds did a great many things for themselves, from boiling water to milking goats. Which brings me back to milk. while we discussed its stench and - i can't talk about it anymore - I mentioned having a friend (KEVIN'S FRIEND!!!!) who orders milk in bars and brings it to parties. "He's Canadian." That was met with a round of applause and labeled the "funniest thing " they'd heard "all day!"
And this is what I do all day. Plus eat Sushi. But not with Ira. "Sushi with Ira" makes f or a great band name, but what about "Eating Sushi without Ira" as a book title?
posted by Kimberly at
5/02/2007 01:47:00 PM
2 Comments:
"If anyone" finds the "bridge" that links all these sentences to each other/and or Harry, "please let" me know. I'd like to jump off it.
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Anonymous, at 5/05/2007 10:43:00 PM
Wow. I can't tell if this is Kris or Kevin. I would be happy to explain. Call me. 301-555-9914.
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Kimberly, at 5/05/2007 11:10:00 PM
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