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When all actions are mathematically calculated, they also take on a stupid quality.


Look at those rippling muscles. Look at that fine hand-eye co-ordination. Look at that steely determination to succeed whatever the cost. This lad has the makings of a champion, mark my words!

Pros and Cons of Toddlers Part Three

Pro #3: They're FORGIVING. One of my strengthsweaknesses is my ability, nay gift, at holding a grudge. Quick to judgement, forgiveness does not come easy for me, as I am a hard taskmaster. While Henry is quick to judge, and sets exceptionally high standards, he is also rapid and absolute in his ability to absolve one of any potential antipathy or resentment. That’s something to admire in a man, I think.

Con #3: They're TEMPERAMENTAL. I've already noted Henry's ability to swiftly offer pardon, this is matched by his tendency to violently and impulsively alter his mood and expectations. One minute you can be happily playing a game of chess, the next minute he’s thrown the board out the window and has a broken whisky bottle at your throat. I am not certain – I’m no clinician – but I fear that he is going through the menopause...

Comments

yamini said…
Since this post comes right after the work-bashing one, I am tempted to ask, Have u by any chance thought of writing a book ever?

You could do damn well there and the best part is, you would not be working at all but the money will still pour in.

The way you are writing about the kid psychology, it is amazing, really!!!!!
Please give it a thought..
Roddy said…
What is Henry doing with a whiskey bottle anyway? I trust it was empty before the lad shattered it. He or you have a drinking problem. Didn't you learn anything from your old mans wonten ways.
tony said…
I know Plenty Of Adults Who Are The Same!
Mike said…
I will also throw a game board if I am losing!

Also, I was going through your blog and tour photos are great! Clearest images I have seen on a blog!
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I don’t have the time to write a book. It is hard enough bashing out a blog! I have thought of it, however.
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, a teething baby drives everyone to the brink.
Kris McCracken said…
Padraig, I do love a nice stout myself…
Kris McCracken said…
Tony, they are always out and about on Friday and Saturday nights too!
Kris McCracken said…
Otin, thank you. That will be the decent camera I got for X-mas!
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, I just needed some better light. He was in great form that morning.

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