Thursday, April 19, 2007

Take me out to the nerd fest

Ken believes strongly that he should never break a promise to any of our children. This is a good thing, but it also means that last night when we got home from Salt Lake (exhausted from an evening of dental cleanings, dinner at the Spaghetti Factory, rides back and forth through the TRAX free-fare zone and a visit to the planetarium) and Ethan reminded his dad that he had promised to buy him a baseball mitt, they went right out and bought one. Never mind that it was 10 pm. Ken loaded all three boys into the car and took them on a late-night father/sons shopping spree at Walmart. It’s fortunate that Walmart is open 24 hours for just such a sporting-goods emergency.

They took the Ford Explorer because buying baseball equipment is a manly errand and the Explorer is the manly vehicle of the family. The boys love to ride in the Explorer because even though it’s an older model, we only bought it a few weeks ago and the novelty hasn’t worn off yet. Also, it’s big and has 4-wheel drive so if you feel like taking that detour OVER THE MOUNTAIN on your way to Walmart, you totally could. Best of all, only Dad can drive the Explorer because the seat-adjuster switch is broken and I literally can’t reach the pedals. Ken insists he didn’t realize this when arranging to buy the Explorer from his friend, but I'm just saying it's interesting how conveniently it all worked out.

That’s fine with me. One of these days Nora and I are going to get even: we’ll buy a mauve VW bug convertible outfitted with bumper stickers that say “Honk if you cried during Sleepless in Seattle” and “Estrogen on board.” Then we can run late-night errands to Walmart for chocolate and tampons.

Thomas Eakins, Baseball Practice
So I wake up this morning to the sound of baseballs bouncing off their bedroom walls. Each of the boys has a new mitt and their own ball and I sense some valuable rite of passage has taken place. I send them outside, of course, and suffer a pang of guilt for not offering to join them in their All-American boys-will-be-boys session of toss and catch. But I have laundry to do and truth be told an aversion to all things athletic. I don’t know what God was thinking when he sent me 3 boys because I have not one coordinated bone in my body. I can’t stress this enough. I’m the woman who broke her foot walking into her garage, remember? There’s a reason why my only “sport” is jogging and even then I’m surprised I have the dexterity to run in a straight line without doing myself serious bodily harm. So if my boys want to learn to toss a ball or spit saliva with the proper arc or adjust their equipment as they run for home base, they will just have to talk to their dad.

To ensure Ken has the proper motivation to train his boys in the manly arts, I create the need for balance. I encourage the boys to play chess and allow them to develop insatiable book and computer addictions. I teach my boys to play the piano and read to them from The Secret Garden and Anne of Green Gables. For heaven’s sakes, we watch nature documentaries together for fun. If they turn out to be anything less than world-class nerds I’ll be surprised. And disappointed, frankly. With the exception of professional athletes, nerds make a lot more money than jocks and I’m really looking forward to a high-quality nursing home.

13 comments:

Andrea said...

Totally agree about nerds. Sure wish I had figured that out way back in the day. My mom always said nerds make the best husbands. So true!

Jenna said...

Hi there,
I've been browsing around for the last few weeks and keep coming back to your blog. I really enjoy your writing style, and loved this most recent post. I even laughed out loud at the chocolate and tampons quip. You're quite witty, and very relatable. To me, anyway, which I appreciate. I also have four sons and not an athletic bone in my body. I can Jazzercize with the best of them, though! Anyway, loved your post. Sounds like you'll have well-balanced boys who adore their mom.

An Ordinary Mom said...

I like Andrea's remark. Nerds do make the best husbands.

This was quite the fun and entertaining post. I could easily picture it all in my head ... even you and Nora out for your night on the town buying only what women need and crave. You should drive that bug right up here to the Pacific Northwest so you can hang out with all of us fun chicks next weekend! Check out Millie's blog if you haven't got a clue as to what I am going off about :) !!

Kimberly said...

Honk if you love nerds!

Neil and I sometimes have the talk where we speculate about what on earth we'd do if our kids turned out to be jocks. We plan to encourage them in every interest and talent possible but boy...we're so not prepared for that.

I second Lucy's motion. Get yourself that beetle and drive on up!

Jenny said...

Yes, I married a nerd and am now raising two nerds...

Jenny
(a former cheerleader turned nerd)

Catherine said...

I love the comment about the nursing home!!

I too have not a coordinated bone...at least not in a sports way.

Hey, have I mentioned that all my mom's family live in Salt Lake? I'm going there in a month!

Radioactive Jam said...

What I want to know is: how do you pronounce 'mauve?'

Klutzmom said...

I laughed all the way through.
I know exactly where you got the uncoordinated bones from. Sorry.
I tried to play softball one summer with a recreation program team. It was not a good idea!
Bring on the mauve bug.

ruth said...

When I was teaching high school I used to warn the kids to be nice to nerds because they were the ones who would end up being the boss...

compulsive writer said...

You totally crack me up. And yes, just ask Bill Gates how much nerds make.

Sweet post!

(p.s. We could use your creative writing skills over at a story add-on blog swap between me and c jane. Interested?)

Shalee said...

"One of these days Nora and I are going to get even: we’ll buy a mauve VW bug convertible outfitted with bumper stickers that say “Honk if you cried during Sleepless in Seattle” and “Estrogen on board.” Then we can run late-night errands to Walmart for chocolate and tampons."

Cannot quit laughing over those lines...

Luisa Perkins said...

We struggle with similar balance issues at our house. This was a great post!

And in response to Andrea's comment, I must say that nerds make the best wives--just ask my husband!

Jenni said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

and that's all I have to say about that.