My youngest to be exact. Every video she watches is of some person yellow “Oh! Ooooh!” About everything they see, say, or hear, so now my daughter is either a mute, or screaming “Oh! Oh!” At the top of her lungs like she’s just want a billion dollar Powerball lottery, where that sort of enthusiasm would be warranted. Seeing a kitten fall asleep does not. Watching a dog take a treat off the face due to a bad catch attempt does not. Seeing somebody slip on ice in their driveway does not. See where I’m going with this.
If she can’t regulate or modulate her voice she is going to get removed from classes for being disruptive. Catch that label and every subsequent teacher is going to hate your guts. Whether they’ve met you or not. Word travels fast in small schools about behavioural issues. Like it or lump it, that shit will follow you around.
Spent several hours on the road yesterday inbetween errands and appointments. Slept like shit too. But, I have turned over all of my work which was requested late in the day yesterday, so I’m all caught up, and clients can review it by 9:00am Monday when they clock in to the office. Nice!
I’m not sure why the artificial elevated enthusiasm levels resonates with my kids so much, especially my second grader, but who-boy! Does it ever, bruh! Bro, what the heck? Jesus Christ! On a loop, every 15 seconds, all day every day. Take the screen away and it persists. It’s very deeply ingrained now. She’s too little for Sigma, Skibidi Ohio Rizz Toilet, and that sort of cultural babble. Pauly Shore wants a word! Or some mangled variation of them. Slang nonsense has been around forever, so it’s not going anywhere. Learning the new meanings of things is tiring, and repetitive. Not my new favourite pass time!
Summer break is winding down, as we gear up for the return to school & work. Weird time of year if you ask me. Lots of things changing this September. Makes me anxious just thinking about it. Ciao Bella.
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