He said it…

I try to keep these blog posts relevant to the intended audience.  I make it a point to do regular posts about the health care landscape on a state and national level, I try to include timely information about happenings at GVMH and on occasion I sprinkle in a personal story which usually revolves around something my two and half-year old son has said or done. 

By far, the most requests I get for blog posts are stories about my son.  It’s been a while since I’ve posted one so let me share with you a few things he’s shared with me over the past few weeks.

This past Saturday I needed to get a few things done in my office so I brought my son to the hospital with me.  If there’s anything that kills productivity, it’s a toddler walking through your office saying “What’s this”.  As soon as we walked into my office my son said “Daddy, is this where you live”.  I tried explaining to him that I don’t live in my office, though some weeks it feels as if I do, I actually live in the same house with him and his Mommy but he wouldn’t sit still long enough for me to complete the sentence.  I didn’t get much done in the hour that we were here.

We were eating supper a few nights ago, I don’t remember what we were eating but he obviously liked it because he said “Mmmm, this is delicious and nutritious”, I have no idea where he learned the word nutritious but everything that he eats that tastes good he labels as nutritious.  I’m sure many of the dieticians in-house would argue with him that Cheetos are not nutritious.

We are trying to get our son interested in potty training and we encourage him several times a day to “sit on the big boy potty”, we are much more interested than he is and it rarely works.  As all of you parents know there is no privacy in a home with a toddler and the other day my wife was in the bathroom when my son walked in and proudly pronounced to her “Good job Mommy, you are sitting on the big girl potty”.

We’re trying to teach our son good manners and we ask that he use “Yes Maam” and “Yes Sir” when responding to adults.  It has seemed like an impossible task but he’s finally catching on and responding appropriately, the only problem is he only uses “Yes Sir”.  The other night my wife asked him if he would like juice to drink and he responded, “Yes Sir” – we’re getting closer…

Along the manners front we sometimes won’t answer him if he doesn’t ask a question politely, he needs to use please and thank you.  He’s figured out a work around.   Over the weekend he said “Daddy, I want milk”, I ignored him so he repeated, “Daddy, I want milk”, I ignored him again.  He must have figured out he was doing something wrong because the next time he asked he said, “Craig, I want milk”….

Use of the word “please” is hit and miss but he has mastered using the word “please” when it’s to his benefit.  Before supper one night a couple of weeks ago he said to me, “Daddy, I’d like some candy, please”.  I said “No, we’re going to eat supper soon”, he replied, “I said please, thank you”….

For years my wife has preferred her steak well done but she’s started to come around to the idea that steak tastes a little better when it’s pink in the middle.   We grilled steaks one evening and my wife’s steak was well done and mine was a little bloody.  I encouraged her to try a bite of mine so that she could see how much better it tasted.  My wife is not a very daring eater but after a little prodding she took a bite of pink steak and acknowledged that it was good.  My son immediately turned to her and said “Good job Mommy, I’m proud of you”…

My son is obsessed with tail pipes.  I’m not sure how or why, it’s not like I have any mechanical aptitude to share with him.  I know where the gas goes and how to turn the car on but that’s the extent of my knowledge of the internal combustion engine.  My son has decided that any car with two tail pipes is really fast and must be a race car, I only know this because he told me.

I picked my son up from day care one day and he said, “Daddy, Mr. David has a fast car”, I said “How do you know” and he replied, “His fancy car has two pipes”.  A week earlier we visited our friends David and Deb Mills and when we left their house my son must have seen David’s car in the driveway and counted the tail pipes.  Sure enough, I ran into David a couple of days later and his car does have two tail pipes…

Should I be worried that my son can count, doesn’t forget anything and knows more about vehicle exhaust at two and a half than I do at 38…

About Craig Thompson

I am a young professional with two great sons, and I work in the healthcare setting. I am employed in hospital administration and serve as Chief Executive Officer at Golden Valley Memorial Healthcare in Clinton, Missouri. At GVMH we care for our families, friends and neighbors. We're committed to providing the safest, friendliest and most compassionate care to all we serve.
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2 Responses to He said it…

  1. Holly says:

    I was informed that he thinks I drive a race car lol. Two pipes!!!!!!!!!!!

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