Manspeak....

There has been pinot flowing in excess as of late it seems in my house. We have a case of the "but I can't do its" around here. In a really whiny voice followed by MUCH frustration and drama. My little one got his first bike, and learning to love it has not been as much fun as I had anticipated(I pushed for the bike because I didn't get a bike until I was in the 3rd grade, and an 8 year old with training wheels looks about as ridiculous as Kate Gosselin's Jive tonight). I pretty much stood on my head attempting to relay to him that "Yes, in fact you can ride this bike". This just made it worse for him and humiliating for me because I was now arguing with a 4 year old outside the confines of our home,and you know that's when everyone from the carpool line drives by perfectly coiffed with all signs of dysfunction stifled behind the minivan doors while I beg a belligerent little angel to pedal and simultaneously try and refrain from tossing the new shiny bike in front of the Cleavers' bus.

Fast forward 3 hours.....hubs walks outside and asks how the training for the next X games is going, boy says "I CAN'T DO THIS" hubs is all "You fought Darth Vader, you can totally ride this bike", boy suddenly takes off like the last scenes of E.T.

Manspeak.