Saturday, May 10, 2014

I Just Don't Appreciate Bird Poop

I’m all about enjoying the little things in life. Take nothing for granted. There are some things though, that are beyond my appreciation. Like bird poop. I’m not thankful for bird poop. My son though? He has a whole other Dali Lama zen master appreciation for the often overlooked aspects of life.

 “Guess what happened today?  While we were doing something, I saw bird poop.”
“Oh?”

Must have been a slow day in the school yard.

I didn’t really know where to go from here.  I can normally feign some enthusiasm, but even for me this was a stretch.  “Really!!  What kind?  Was is runny? What color was it?” Nope. Not happening. Thankfully Kenzie stepped up to the plate with her observations on the bird poop topic.

“A bird can’t just poop a second time the first time.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” replied Hudson.

We're going to start our own talk show called "You'll Have No Idea What We're Talking About".  It will be wildly successful and we'll tell you if you should vaccinate your kids or not and why you're the worst parent ever.

So I’m still not sure what he was doing that led to the bird poop discovery at school and I’m not sure what led to the discussion of a bird’s bowel habits. I do know this though.  I will never be that excited about bird poop and I’d say about 75% I am completely clueless as to the conversations that happen around here.  Seriously, though...it won't stop me from telling you about why you're a horrible parent.

This I can appreciate.  What is sure to happen after this, not so much.


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