Verbal age

Both blog posts this week have been fairly serious and its Friday so let’s be a little more relaxed.

My son turns 3 next Saturday but his birthday will not catch him up to his “verbal age”.  My son’s verbal age has somehow reached the level of a first year postgraduate student.

One day last week I got home from work at around 6:00 pm.  I entered the house through the garage and my son greeted me at the door by saying. “Hi Dad, how was your day?”…

Recently my wife asked my son to pick his toys up off of the kitchen floor.  He stopped, turned to look at her and said “Mom, I’m getting sick of this”.  My wife’s face turned a shade of red that you can’t find in a box of Crayolas, not even the 164 count box.  I had to excuse myself from the room because I immediately went into convulsions due to oxygen deprivation from laughing uncontrollably.  Eventually, the toys got picked up so the two of them must have come to an agreement, I would share what was said but I couldn’t hear anything over my laughing…

The garage door spring broke as my wife and son were pulling into the garage.  The wife, kid and car are all fine but the garage door will not go up or down without a spring.  I manually lifted the door overhead while my wife pulled her car out of the garage so that she would have transportation to work the next morning.  While I’m struggling to hold the door in the air my son says, “Dad, I need to call PaPa (Grandpa)” I said “Why?” and he responded “he can fix anything and the garage door is broken”.  I wanted to say, “really, the garage door is broken”, but I couldn’t get the words out becuase I was straining so hard to hold a BROKEN GARAGE DOOR above my head…

As you learned when you poked your nose out the door yesterday morning, it snowed.  My son woke up at 4:00 a.m. Thursday morning, looked outside and said “Dad, it snowed.  That means Santa Claus is coming!”…

Finally, a Hardee’s commercial on TV showed a picture of a cheeseburger.  My son looked at the cheeseburger and said, “Dad, look at that scrumptious cheese”…

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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One Response to Verbal age

  1. Holly says:

    My daughter Josie’s comment yesterday about the snow was “well it snowed mom, maybe that crazy Santa can get it right next year”.

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