June 19, 2007

Of Training Wheels, and The Blessings of DVD Players

The trip went off without a hitch. Well, without any big hitches. There was a brief moment of panic when I picked The Boy up on Wednesday evening and it was revealed that the portable DVD player was broken, but a quick stop at Best Buy ensured that the day--and 9 hours of car riding over the next 4--was saved.

There was also the slight problem of the 3-D IMAX movie at the Smithsonian's Natural History Museum that featured lions being lions. In 3-D. The Boy is an egalitarian at heart, and was all for giving those mean lions a whupping because they were eating those deer. The shark movie didn't bother him that way, probably because fish just aren't that cute and cuddly.

Hublet was pleased with his Father's Day gift of a Ric Flair and the Four Horsemen DVD, and The Boy seems tickled as well. I am bracing myself for another spate of unannounced elbow drops when I attempt to nap, but it's a small price to pay for happy menfolk.

There's been lots of talk lately about boys, and boyness, and boyhood and whether or not publishing a book for boys about activities that boys like to do is somehow evil and will result in The Handmaid's Tale coming true. Short answer - no. Others have given much better long answers than I.

Boys and girls are different, and that's a good thing. The sexes compete, and that's also a good thing. At least, it's a good thing when trying to convince a somewhat reluctant Boy to lose the training wheels. All it took was an offhand comment about how well that little girl--who's just The Boy's age--was riding her bike without training wheels, and he's now training wheel free. Nope, I'm not above some shameless psychological manipulation--I'm a parent, for crying out loud, and there are just so many hours in a day.

And if my playing to the natural boy vs. girl competetive streak in my son leads to The Handmaid's Tale, well, at least my boy's metaphorical Bicycle of Patriarchal Oppression won't have training wheels. Small victories, people. Small victories.

Posted by Big Arm Woman at June 19, 2007 04:12 PM | TrackBack
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You need a DVD player if there's nobody to fight with.

If you have siblings, quietly humming the standard childhood taunt is usually good for a hundred miles of entertainment.

Posted by: Ron Hardin at June 19, 2007 08:51 PM

We're heading south to D.C. for our family vacation.

Got 2 preteens - one who loves sports and the military, one who loves animals (especially water ones) and logic.

Only firm things are The Mall, Air & Space Museum, and Arlington.

Any suggestions?

Posted by: di at June 21, 2007 12:16 PM
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