Monday, November 09, 2015
A few funny misunderstandings between Bowen and I this summer.
At the end of the summer holidays, I was worried that Bowen wouldn't want to go back to school. (I needn't have worried, but the sight of kids crying in the school parking lot when I dropped him off during summer school put the fear into me) I told him the night before: "You can go the hard way, with me dragging you screaming and kicking into the car, or you can go the easy way." The next morning, he woke up, got himself ready, and said, "I'm ready to go to school the easy way --- on the bike!" He thought I was telling him that the car was the hard way and cycling to school was the easy way.
By the end of the summer, all the outdoor activities we'd been doing had me pretty tan. One day, Bowen said to me, "Daddy, why are you brown?" "Because of all the time I spent in the sun. I don't always wear sunscreen, either." "I want to be white!" I did a double-take. "I want to be white like mommy!" "Oh, you mean you want to be pale. OK, you can wear sunscreen and not spend too much time in the sun." For a minute I thought he didn't want to be Asian. Phew!