Unbalanced

Thursday we were listening to Beethoven’s 7th symphony as done by the Orchestra of the 18th Century, conducted by Frans Bruggen. Just beautiful.

Which means I rented “Zardoz” through Netflix. Had not seen it in a long while and had forgotten how bad much of it is. Marty is encouraging me to send it back after one viewing, but I, being still a fan, will watch it one more time through.

Because H.o.p. is a little too young to watch the movie and was going to be just as satisfied to hear the score, we pulled out the 7th for him, which I’d not listened to in far too long. I will probably have it on the remainder of the week.

Other than that, I spent part of my day helping H.o.p. make pipe cleaner people. We have major television limits going on with the arrival of Direct TV, which means he can only watch a couple of PBS shows in the morning right now. But he saw the beginning of Sesame Street and recognized it as an episode with a stop animation film using pipe cleaner people and so we put off spelling until after he was able to see it, because he was eager to record it and study the stop animation. So, he recorded it and studied it and had me study it with him and then he went into the back room and dug out all our pipe cleaners. So, after science we did pipe cleaner people.

Wednesday night H.o.p. was disgruntled about the television limits again. “But you get to watch what you want to watch,” he said.

“We watch very little,” I reminded him.

“But you get to watch whatever you want, while I can’t, and that’s not balanced.”


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8 responses to “Unbalanced”

  1. Jennifer Avatar

    Grrrr! I keep forgetting to get Zardoz!

    I feel for H.o.p. I so recall that feeling… parental brick walls feeling oh so random. Of course now I’m putting down my own brick walls and my kids are questioning me.

  2. snowqueen Avatar

    I guess I’d be tempted to just pull out the ‘well I’m the adult, you’re the child and it’s my job to set limits etc. and generally speaking I give you as much freedom of choice as I possible can but sometimes I just have to set the limits …’ number.

  3. Idyllopus Avatar

    I don’t mind being questioned and I have always promoted dialog. I’m just amused by some of the responses.

    H.o.p. is one of these “But…” kids. There is just about nothing one can say to him that he doesn’t respond to with a “But…!”

  4. snowqueen Avatar

    Oh yes I agree – I wasn’t suggesting there was something wrong with the questioning – just that there are some questions which it’s really hard to answer and explain and actually it is just about being a parent (actually I realise that I wrote ‘adult’ when I would probably have said ‘parent’). My children are highly skilled negotiators – I was recently outmaneuvered by my 13 year old into letting her get a belly button piercing. I tried, I really did but she’d been well trained 😉

  5. Idyllopus Avatar

    Ha! If, when he’s 13, H.o.p. wants a piercing and can artfully negotiate rather than headbutting his way into it, I’ll be quite pleased and will feel I’ve done my job. 🙂

  6. Susan Och Avatar

    It sounds like you’re raising a lawyer.

    I fielded the piercing question by saying “Yes, if you can prove to me that you can be responsible for taking care of it. Start by keeping your room clean for two months straight. After all, I’m a busy woman and I don’t need to add disinfecting your piercing hole to my long list of never-finished chores.”

    It took my oldest a couple of years to achieve this quest, and in the meantime whenever the topic of piercings came up, all I had to do was ask “Is your room clean?” to get the subject changed. When she was finally ready, I didn’t have to lift a finger; she cared for everything herself.

  7. Idyllopus Avatar

    Susan, we’ve been using that tactic in preparation for his one day getting a dog. For one thing, if he doesn’t keep his toys and film stuff cleaned up, it’s all going to be chewed by a puppy.

  8. Susan Och Avatar

    Ir the puppy chokes to death on it. Or you get confetti-colored crayon poop. So festive!

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