Trying My Hand At Child Psychology

Last night, Mary had to work late and we had to switch up child taxi duty.  So after work I went for run and then went to pick Ian up from his after school program.  I found Ian in rare form - crabby and demanding to be fed immediately.  After some negotiation, we agreed to stop by the market and pick up a rotisserie chicken.  I also told him that if things got critical and he fainted from hunger in aisle 2, we could split a Clif Bar or something.

This seemed to work until we got into the market.  Then he started up again.  So in a moment (of what I think was) brilliance, I set my phone to record video and told him to follow me around and make a movie.

It's kind of interesting to get a glimpse of how Ian looks at things.  Note the abrupt change in direction after he computes what he had just seen on the rack.  We never did have to get a Clif Bar.

Meet My Soigneur

Today's ride was a tough one.  I was a little tired and I had either a strong cross wind or headwind the entire time.   When I got home I was pretty beat up.

Luckily I have my own personal Soigneur.  But this privilege can come at a cost.  He can be a pain in the butt.  He's also demanding.  And he doesn't always listen nor does he like to go to bed on time.

That said, he's really good at brushing his teeth without being told, can count to 40 and is pretty good at writing out the alphabet.  He'll still give me a hug in public, too.  So though we need to work on his massage skills, he's a keeper.