Monthly Archives: September 2008

“D’oh!” Moment #4 – My son Connor, the Impaler

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As many of you know, going out to eat with kids is an adventure.  It’s such an adventure that we try to avoid the “adventure” as much as possible.  However, I can only eat at home so often.  My wife and I love to eat out and not have to worry about cooking that night. 

This particular night, we went to Cheesecake Factory to grab some dinner and, of course, cheesecake.  They sat us at a table instead of a booth – which I can’t stand!  Besides that, the tables were really close together.  We tried to keep Connor occupied and happy, but I think that he must have been getting bored….something like that. 

After our waiter came by to make sure we were all set with drinks and napkins, he leans over to the table right next to ours to check on them too.  While he is semi bending over, my son Connor thought that it would be fun to stab our waiter in the rear end with his fork.  What possessed him to do that is beyond me. 

The waiter was cool about it but I almost had to be carried home I was laughing so hard.  Unbelievable!  My son Connor, the Impaler!!

Servant of a wicked cool God,

Matt Legere

“Bubbles later daddy”

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Daddy!  Bubbles!

Right in the middle of my busy day (working at home), I’m interruped by my son Connor asking me to do bubbles with him.  I couldn’t really break away so my response to him was “bubbles later”.  As most 2-years olds are, this answer only satisfied him for about 46.1 seconds.  After that time elapsed, he was back to saying: “Daddy!  Bubbles!”  My workload hadn’t decreased during 46.1 seconds (approximate guess) so my response was the same “bubbles later”. 

This went on for a while throughout that day and, before I knew it, the day slipped away and Connor was in bed before I remembered what I told him.  It was probably the next day or two that now, instead of asking for bubbles, he pointed to the bubbles and said (kinda of sadly) “bubbles later daddy”. 

I almost lost it.  It hit me right then and there that, although he’s only 2 years old, I’m building parenting habits now!  He now thinks that the bubbles is pronounced: “b-u-b-b-l-e-s_l-a-t-e-r“.  He is at such a crucial stage where his personality and judgments are being formed and I blew it! 

Later on that day, I made sure that me, Heidi, and Connor went to the park to play bubbles.  Those simple words were enough of a wake up call to me that I need to honor my word to my son and truly live a life of no regrets.

Servant of a wicked cool God,

Matt Legere

“D’oh!” Moment #3 – Nice bowling shoes!

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So….I went to a work outing at a bowling alley not too far from where my office used to be in Connecticut.  You know how it is at a bowling alley.  You trade the shoes that you came in with.  The shoes that you spent time and money to get.  Only to be given back the world’s ugliest shoes with the smell of death on them (also lovingly referred to as “bowling shoes”).  These shoes have got to a sanitation nightmare to begin with and the 1970′s color scheme doesn’t help the experience at all.

Once we were all done with the games, we started to make our way out of the building and, thank God, someone stops me and says “Um, nice shoes!”.  I look down and I still had the death shoes on my feet.  As you can imagine, I was pretty embarassed and ran back to our lane and apologized profusely to my Sketchers as I put the right shoes on.

I’m so glad that I didn’t go all the way home with them….

Servant of a wicked cool God,

Matt Legere