An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Sometimes You Just Need to Give Up and Go Home

We woke up to a beautiful, sunny and breezy fall morning...just perfect for a family walk. While my husband and I walked, our little one rode his bike and our two oldest boys ran, passing a football back and forth. Nothing like family togetherness...

No tackling on the cement.

Timothy, no crashing your bike into your brothers.

Watch out for that pile of doggy poop.

Nicholas, don't call your brother an idiot.

Timothy, idiot is a bad, bad word and we do not say it.

Jonathan, quit teasing your brother.

No tackling!

Okay, give us the football.

Boys, we said stop that.

Then, this from the boys:

Why are we going home so soon? We're having fun.

And THAT was a definite matter of opinion.


Nikki said...

I have sooo been there when we take family walks. Our youngest has to push her doll in the stroller. By the end of the walk, Mom is carrying the stroller, Dad is carrying the crying baby who wants to push the stroller at a snail's pace. The two older girls are just sitting at the corner waiting for us to catch up! Family bonding...

Laura said...

Did you really go home?
Or, did you say, "Okay boys- now this is the last time I'm going to say it...."

SuburbanCorrespondent said...

So often an activity is better in theory than in practice...

Lisa said...

(Giggling here, Bia) This is SO familiar! I have a love/hate relationship with family outings, too. I know exactly where you're coming from!

Kathryn said...

We take those very same walks!!

Cheryl Lage said...

HYSTERICAL. Oh the sentences we utter as parents...:)

E said...

I have been on that walk.
But now I have these big kids that tower over me and the walk in our mountain woods sounds like,
mom are you okay back there, wow did you see the beaver, mom where did we leave mom, oh she's at the bottom of the hill, Benjamin help your mom....etc etc
where's dad..he's chasing Stuart..(the errant dog)...I think we lost dad, has anyone seen dad....? Dad?

Dad and mom found on log sitting out that last climb...

GrandmaK said...

Do very funny but life can be to others...But then I've been there and can empathize! Cathy

Bia said...


That's really funny.

j.a.varela said...

That´s real life all over the world. No doubt.

I suggest reading "Les aventures du petit Nicolas" -Goscigny-. There must be a translation in english or italian. But in french it´s really a pleasure.

And talking about french literature, why don´t you try Marcel Pagnol? "La gloire de mon pere" and "Le chateau de ma mere" are really masterpieces that you will enjoy.


SuzyQ said...

This made me laugh so hard lol!
We took the girls out with their bikes and scooters to the park the other day thinking how nice it would be to all go biking together for once..... mmmmm yep. So YES I relate!