Nathan Wegener...aka Nate...has a five (5) year old son whose name is Jacob Wegener...aka Jake...aka...Jakey.
Nate related the following classic father-son conversation with Jake.
"So Jakey...your name is Jake and your parents call you Jakey....right?
"Yeah"
"Your daddy's name is Nate....right?
"Yeah"
"So what do you think my parents called me?"
"I don't know...DORCAS?"
This perceptive child should be on somebody's "watch list" for future achievement.
Becky Wegener, the very attractive, but out-manned mother of the family, also appears to be losing the parenting game with her five (5) year old son Jacob....at some obscure intellectual level.
Becky reported the following conversation with Jacob. Becky was in her kitchen. Jake was playing with his toys in the living room.
"Jake, can you come here please...I need your help for a minute"
"Hello...this is Jacob Wegener. I can't take your call right now, but if you will leave your name and number after the beep, I will get back to you...BEEEEP".
Jacob kept playing with his toys. Becky was speechless.
Jakey seems to be able to talk and charm his way around any situation.
I'm really hoping to live long enough to witness this young man get a law degree at 16 and save the world at 21.
Friday, July 19, 2013
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Angie's Adult Child
No...this is not about Shane Falslev...this is about Jadyn Falslev...who is 6 going on 16.
Last Thursday evening, following dinner with the Falslevs, I announced that Kathie and I had to go home, because the peas were calling...they needed picking...in the cool of the evening. Angie and Shane suggested that we take Jadyn home to help...because..."Jadyn loves to pick peas".
So that sets the scene...6 year old Jady and 72 year old Poppa Tony picking peas together in his vegetable garden...and talking...and talking...well...Jadyn doing most of the talking. One might expect our conversation to be generationally challenged...but...not so much. I learned that Jady loves to water the garden for her daddy...and she is even helping a neighbor by watering their garden while they are away. She had never picked so many peas before...but apparently she just enjoys being a helper. In the middle of this fascinating experience, Jayden looked up and said..
"I must say...your corn is looking good poppa".
I'm thinking..."WHAT?...What did she just say?" ...but I recovered quickly and thanked her politely. I then asked... "Did grandpa Ron teach you about growing corn?" She said "who's that?"...and I realized that Jady was a 6 year old again. "That would be your grandpa Falslev...he knows more about corn that anyone...he grows great corn...did you know that?" Jadyn responded..."Yeah, I know.. we just eat it."
When we were done picking peas, we walked up to the house, where Jady hesitated at the door and asked... "where's the cat?". Being old and also slow...it took a minute to understand where this conversation was going...IE.. . Jayden is afraid of our cat. I told her that the cat likes to be with grandma, so I supposed that the cat was in grandma's bedroom. Then I foolishly asked...
"Would you like to go see grandma?"...
"NO!"
Well...what if I put the cat outside...would that be good?"
"YES!"
A little while later Jayden moved in close and said quietly...:
"Poppa...is there anyway that the cat can get in without you knowing?
"No"
"That's GOOOOD"
It's even better being a grandpa.
Last Thursday evening, following dinner with the Falslevs, I announced that Kathie and I had to go home, because the peas were calling...they needed picking...in the cool of the evening. Angie and Shane suggested that we take Jadyn home to help...because..."Jadyn loves to pick peas".
So that sets the scene...6 year old Jady and 72 year old Poppa Tony picking peas together in his vegetable garden...and talking...and talking...well...Jadyn doing most of the talking. One might expect our conversation to be generationally challenged...but...not so much. I learned that Jady loves to water the garden for her daddy...and she is even helping a neighbor by watering their garden while they are away. She had never picked so many peas before...but apparently she just enjoys being a helper. In the middle of this fascinating experience, Jayden looked up and said..
"I must say...your corn is looking good poppa".
I'm thinking..."WHAT?...What did she just say?" ...but I recovered quickly and thanked her politely. I then asked... "Did grandpa Ron teach you about growing corn?" She said "who's that?"...and I realized that Jady was a 6 year old again. "That would be your grandpa Falslev...he knows more about corn that anyone...he grows great corn...did you know that?" Jadyn responded..."Yeah, I know.. we just eat it."
When we were done picking peas, we walked up to the house, where Jady hesitated at the door and asked... "where's the cat?". Being old and also slow...it took a minute to understand where this conversation was going...IE.. . Jayden is afraid of our cat. I told her that the cat likes to be with grandma, so I supposed that the cat was in grandma's bedroom. Then I foolishly asked...
"Would you like to go see grandma?"...
"NO!"
Well...what if I put the cat outside...would that be good?"
"YES!"
A little while later Jayden moved in close and said quietly...:
"Poppa...is there anyway that the cat can get in without you knowing?
"No"
"That's GOOOOD"
It's even better being a grandpa.
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