It’s no secret I’m convinced my son is going to be a writer. I guessing sci-fi since he comes up with the best names for planets, stuffed cats and superheroes like Skidolen, Charsy and Dareson.
This week he wrote his first sentence.
Tony is Tony Stark a.k.a. Iron Man. No, we have not watched the Robert Downey, Junior version with him (although Scott did try and watch Iron Man 2 before Iron Man 1, which FREAKED ME OUT). The kids and I watch the cartoon version where Iron Man is still in high school.
I look at it as prep work for his future career.
Well, when I’m not bragging about my son and looking forward to our time at Comic Con, I reading and writing elsewhere.
My Other Hangouts (don’t tell my blog):
- I Was Only A Bad Parent For A Few Minutes: On Richmondmom, I chase one kid into a parking lot while leave the other by the car and all I can think of are the what ifs. These bad parenting moments may be normal, but they still scare me.
- I Would Like To Send My Gifts Anything But UPS: On This Blogger Makes Fun of Stuff, UPS screws me over on Christmas and nearly on Valentine’s Day, too. UPS still hasn’t responded although Red Envelope, the company who was also screwed by UPS, apologized again in the comments.
Favorite posts I didn’t read, I mean, write:
- The 50 Greatest Cult Movies of All Time: From The Nerve, need a movie list? Here are all the cult classics old and new. (you’re welcome)
- Skinned Knees & Mended Hearts: From I See What You Meme, how skinned knees are like our grief. (compelling)
- Women’s Health Experts Speak Out: From Funny or Die, “100% of male experts agree: nobody knows more about women’s issues like birth control than late-middle-aged men.” (funny video)
- Rick Santorum, Meet My Son: From Slate, a woman whose son has Tay-Sachs would’ve saved him from suffering if she had known before he was born. (brave)