Ok, I might as well come clean and follow up the smoking story with one about a bar. You know how most kids play house, or school, sometimes even doctor? Not mine. Porter prefers to play bar. This past spring, during a sleep over, Porter and his BFF created a “bar” in our basement playroom. There was a sign on the door announcing the name and hours of operation. There was a big screen tv with a football game on it (homemade on poster paper and taped to the window). They had a counter and cash register. And they were serving root beer. When Clint arrived home, I instructed him to head downstairs to experience a “proud” parenting moment. Porter hasn’t played bar since, but he’s recently showed interest in playing poker.
Yep, one bad habit after another. What kind of parents are we? Should our 9 year old be interested in smoking, bars, and poker? He’s not obsessed or anything, he only played bar that one time. His interest in poker comes and goes, and to his credit, he is trying to quit smoking. Maybe we can work all of these vices out of his system now so they won’t be issues later in life? Or does Porter have an addictive personality (he did ask the hygienist where he could buy laughing gas)? Who knows?
For now I’ll chalk it up to childhood curiosity, which Porter has an over abundance of. In fact, the other day he asked me how babies were made. This post wouldn’t be complete if sex wasn’t mentioned, right? I asked why he was asking, he said he just wanted to know. I asked again why, if it was something he saw on television or did he talk to someone about it? He said he just wanted to know. So I asked him how he thought babies were made. His answer: “You pray to God and he gives you a baby. That’s how you got me.” Good answer! From his explanation I knew that he wasn’t quite ready for “the talk.” And what he said was actually not far from the truth.
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