More Popular Than My Son The Writer

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.

In full disclosure: Scott helped him figure out the Y in Tony.

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:

Alex Iwashyna

Alex Iwashyna went from a B.A. in philosophy to an M.D. to a SAHM, poet and writer by 30. She spends most of her writing time on LateEnough.com, a humor blog (except when it's serious) about her husband fighting zombies, awkward attempts at friendship, and dancing like everyone is watching. She also has a soft spot for culture, politics, and rude Southern people who offend her Yankee sensibilities. She parents 2 elementary-aged children, 1 foster baby, 3 cats, and 1 puppy, who are all Southern but not rude. Yet.

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