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Picking Your Battles
May 02, 2005 | Category: Family, It's a Trip
Opening his first Birthday present, ever. August, 2001.
There he is, with that stubborn look we know so well. Eleven months old there, we were still getting settled in the house. Bear wanted that box open, and NOW.
They ask if he's got that fiery personality that redheads are known for. Actually, he's pretty laid back. But when he wants something, he's like a Doberman. Don't mess with him if you aren't fully suited up, cup and all.
Today in the car, it was his turn to pick the song:
Me: Look, it's my car. I get a veto.
Him: But I like the Shrek song (Smashmouth's "I'm a Believer")
Me: Not again. What about Will Smith? "Just the Two of Us" or "Wild Wild West"?
Him: No, Mommy. The Shrek song.
Me: No way, Jose. How about some disco? Or Doobie Brothers?
Him: Shrek.
Me: Look, Bear. When I was growing up, they didn't have car seats, or even seat belts in the back seat.
Him: Really?
Me: Yep. And phones had cords, and TV didn't 'pause', and water didn't come out of the refridgerator door. And there were no DVD players in the car - much less CD players.
Him: Why not?
Me: Because they weren't invented yet. But the point here is that this should be fun for me, too and I am tired of Shrek and the Drumline soundtrack. How about John Mellencamp? You like "Jack & Diane".
Him: Fine.
Me: Good.
Him: After Shrek.
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