Watching them play, with their nine-year old competitive juices flowing, they just got excited about a smart bomb. I watched the bomb grow in size, until it was a giant bubble on the TV, and then it exploded.
All I could think to do was groan for them, in their apparent loss. Because, like most bombs, a big explosion does serious damage.
They corrected me, the way nine-year olds do when adults reveal their complete incompetence about stuff they didn’t grow up with.
A smart bomb, when it explodes, makes everyone near it – smarter, more effective. Better.
Smart bomb. Has a nice ring to it. Imagine if you worked on something important and then it sort of exploded in your face. Youch.
Or, “EUREKA!” As in – “Used to express triumph upon finding or discovering something.”
I asked our Son (9) to write something publically. I told him the act of hitting publish is scary for many adults. So he should try to see if it scares him. in a moment, we’ll see if he conquered that fear. Meanwhile, I’d like to ask if you are waiting for some special removal of fear before you begin doing what you really want to do, but are too afraid to hit publish.
Ok, take it away Chapin…
“Hello! I’m a blogger! Chapin Noel (my dad’s son) is your writer today. Hey, you know Jay Lenno and Wanda Sykes? (no offense).How about comedy with a little less cursing? Would you like that?……… O.K., I CAN’T TALK TO YOU, SO I’LL DO IT!
Joke 1: how the animals got their ages
One day, god summoned the animals all around the world to tell him how long they would like to live.
First, he asked the dog, he said; “Dog, I offer you 20 (twenty) years of chasing squirrels, guarding houses, and being petted.”
“Twenty years!” He exclaimed. “How about ten.” So, the dog lives ten years.
Next, he asked the horse. “Horse, you can go about frolicking, grazing, and transporting for 35 (thirty-five) years.”
“Thirty five!? D-d-d-the playoffs!? Are you kidding me!? MAKE IT 15!!!!!” Encouraged the horse. “Does it LOOK like I kid?” So, the horse lives 15 years.
Then god did the same with the human.”Human, I give you 20 years to PARTAY(!) and do whatever, whenever!”
The human, (as “greedy” as it can be) was like vice versa all over again. “Just 20? That’s like, $2.99 for a reservation at a hotel. Now, now, let’s make it 80-100, shall we?”
“Well, the first ten years, you play around a lot, then from ages 16-59, you do a lot of work, and then, when you’re 60+, you start barking like a dog at people while on your front porch.