Category: family

Raise ’em Right!

Raise ’em Right!

Two great stories on opposite ends of the importance spectrum:

  • Angela and Andrew went to the park today, where Andrew started playing with another little boy. They were “making cakes”. Andrew said to the little boy, “We are working together because the Bible says ‘work together’.” It’s pretty gratifying to see him remembering and, on some level, internalizing what we’ve tried to teach him as we “bring [him] up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord.”
  • Andrew’s new favorite thing in the car is to yell “Boomer!” and you have to yell “Sooner!” back. Over and over. Once he said “Sooner!”, so Angela said “Boomer!” to which replied, “Oh no! We didn’t do it right!” Smart child. 🙂
Mis-Heard Lyrics

Mis-Heard Lyrics

Angela and Andrew were in the car a few days ago, and the radio was on either K-LOVE or Air1, which was playing “The Voice of Truth” by Casting Crowns. At one point in the song, they sing, “Out of all the voices calling out to me, I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth.”  At that point, Andrew asked, “Mother, did they just say, ‘I will choose to listen, Andrew Lee?'” 🙂

Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

Let it be known that I, Jason Lee, for only the second time in almost six years of marriage, have beaten my wife at Scrabble, with a final score 250 to 196.

You Know You’ve Been There

You Know You’ve Been There

Here is the transcription of a conversation I recently had with Angela, that I’m sure you’ve all had with your respective wives:

Angela:   By the way, I organized your closet this afternoon.
Me:  Sweet!  I’ll dig through the trash tonight to retrieve the good shirts that you threw away.
Angela:  None were thrown away, but there is a “do we really need to keep these?” section.

Many a nice articles of clothing have been consigned to the trash can in such situations.  We must be vigilent to protect our comfy clothes, right, guys? 😛

Late to work. Again.

Late to work. Again.

I was late to work today.  Again.  The problem is Andrew.  This morning, Andrew came in to our room sometime after 5:00 and climbed in to bed with us.  After I remove his feet from my neck, he just snuggled up and went to sleep.  Knowing that Angela’s parents were going to keep him tonight so he won’t be home when I get there, I was hard pressed to quit snuggling and get up when the alarm went off.  So I didn’t, and I don’t regret a single minute I’ll have to work to make up the time. 😛

Signs of Life

Signs of Life

Wednesday, I went with Angela to see the OB, where we got to see an ultrasound of the baby.  At this early stage, it was mostly a jumble of white lines and blobs on a black background, but one item was clearly visible:  the baby’s heart beat.  Having gone through this once with Andrew, one might think it would be old hat, but one would be wrong.  I sit still sometimes and close my eyes, just picturing that little blinking dot.  And smile. 🙂

Best Friends

Best Friends

Tonight, we were getting Andrew ready for bed.  Angela was working with Andrew who was more interested in doing something other than getting ready for bed.  Knowing that it is effective to give a young child a choice between two or three options, she asked him, “Do you want Mother to help you, or do you want Daddy to help you?”  Pushing past her, he said, “Daddy.  He’s my best friend!”  That sure will make you melt to hear your son say that. 🙂

Curious George

Curious George

Tonight, Angela and I took Andrew to his first movie in a theater.  Unless I’m mistaken, it was also the first movie we’ve let him sit and watch start to finish uninterrupted (though Finding Nemo may have taken that honor).  At any rate, it was a pretty big deal.  We were a bit hesitant, as “children’s movies” tend to frighten us.  From the “not really for children but that didn’t stop half of America” movies like Shrek, to the the “tamer” children’s films like The Incredibles, the content is often, we feel, inappropriate for children, certainly for our 2 1/2 year old.  We just don’t understand why we have to have bodily noises and not so veiled “OK” profanities (Shrek’s “talking ass”) in a kid’s movie. 

It is with that trepidation that we began to think about Curious George, a character that he loves.  We usually read at least one book a day, and George is often the bed time story of choice for Andrew.  We read a number of reviews of the movie, however, that gave us pause:  the audience is led to accept the theory of evolution ; the characters intentionally tell a lie; and a smattering of other concerns.  We also read a review, though, that said Hollywood somehow managed to make a kid’s show devoid of toilet humor (which is all too often with movies not just a slang term) and that every parent should run to let their children see this great family film.  We decided we’d take him and see if he would love the film as much as we thought he would.  We were not disappointed.

This movie was awesome.  Possibly one of the best cartoons I’ve seen in years.  Andrew, of course, loved seeing George on the big screen, and the dialog was funny without being crass.  The only exception is when Ted (the name they gave The Man with the Yellow Hat, most likely, to make the dialog easier) is driving down the highway in very crazy traffic and yells back at an apparently angry driver something to the tune “it’s not even physically possible to do that to myself.”  While I wish they had left that out, it’s certainly better than a cartoon using the word “ass” “legitimately.”  The story was good, and the antics had me at times, almost literally falling out of my seat.  I’m not sure why I found it so funny when Ted stared directly into the sun (the sure absurdity of it, I’m sure), but it sure did kill me.

We walked away from this movie 100% glad we took Andrew to see it.  The “lie” was, in our estimation, a gross over-exaggeration (they thought about deceiving people to save their museum but did not actually do it), and, aside from Ted’s discussion of prehistoric “man,” the evolution concern seemed a bit over-blown as well.  If asked, I think would unequivocally suggest this movie to parents of young children.  I even hope they make another. 🙂

On a side note, anyone reading this who does not have his or own child may not understand this, but the feeling I got seeing the absolute excitement and joy and Andrew’s face when he first saw George on the screen is one of the greatest feelings ever.  Completely indescribable, but extremely cool.  I’m extremely grateful God has blessed in such a way as to allow little indulgences like that.  My family and I have much to be thankful for.

Potty Training

Potty Training

Right now, we’re trying to potty train Andrew.  I had him on the toilet and Angela went off to get his jammies.  While she was gone, I cupped my hand at the side of my mouth, got all excited and whispered, “Can you go to the bathroom before Mother gets back?” 

Andrew cups his at the side of his mouth, leans toward me, and whispers “No.”

Should we pull out of public schools?

Should we pull out of public schools?

Cal Thomas, "America’s most widely syndicated op-ed columnist", recently wrote an article titled Giving ‘exodus’ a new meaning in which he discusses the debate among Southern Baptists about the overwhelmingly humanistic slant of government-run schools. I have heard a couple other authors and speakers discussing the ineffectiveness of the public school system. I’ve long held that there is very little that the government can do that the private sector can’t do better (those that make this short list are such Constitutional things as military defense, regulating commerce, etc). Not until recently have I begun to consider whether or not this idea could and/or should apply to public schools as well.

I’m not a big fan of home schooling, and neither is Angela. I question the capability of Joe and Jane Blow to teach as effectively as someone trained to do so (though there are obvious exceptions), but I’m sure that’s not really fair at all. We’ve always felt that it would better for children to spend time in a classroom with other children, as that would give them more social exposure, as well as giving them access to greater educational resources, especially in science. (Yes, I’m aware of home school groups and even studies that say my argument is not only not well founded, but possibly completely inaccurate. As more information of the sort comes out, I’m certainly open to revising my stance).

Private schools can have their own issues, though. In some schools, a larger portion of the population than I’d like is made up of kids who were kicked out of public schools. The net result is that you pay for the right to subject your kids to what you’re trying to avoid. Obviously, care must be taken in selecting a school.

But the question is this: should we, as Christian parents, pull our kids out of the often anti-Christian public school system? The more I think about it, the more I’m inclined to agree with the idea. Cal Thomas hit the nail on the head:

In an essay published last week at ethicsdaily.com, Shortt wrote, "Government schools are converting our children to alien creeds and infusing them with false and destructive values." Pinckney added, "God gives the responsibility for education of children to the parents, not the government." Indeed. And it has been the decision by too many parents to allow government to shape their children’s worldview and values that is responsible for spiritual and intellectual disorder that now inhabits the souls and minds of too many offspring of Christian parents.

He asserts, and rightly so, that too many parents leave the task of "shap[ing] their children’s worldview and values" to the schools. Whether in a public or a private school, it’s of the utmost importance that parents be heavily involved in the education process of their children, which Angela and I have every intention of doing. The rub for me is that I’m a product of the government school system. I did have, though, parents that were involved, a healthy, well-balanced church, and I grew up in Oklahoma, where the secular influence, while present, still seems to be heavily tempered by the (at least professed) Christian faith of the majority of the state’s residents. Are things bad enough in general and, more specifically, in Oklahoma to warrant the abandonment of the public school systems? I don’t know. If we had a voucher system the question would be much simpler. Since we don’t, I have some hard thinking to do. Luckily, I have a few years to figure it out. Time will tell…