12.14.2009

My Son Called Me Potato Boy

I’ve been called lots of things in my life but this takes the cake, or, in this case, the soup. Yesterday my 10-year-old son, Stoney, called me Potato Boy.


Things were crackin’ in the kitchen yesterday. Well, my wife and Stoney were crackin’. Stoney was craving potato cheese soup and was willing to do whatever to get it, including peeling potatoes. The process was simple—he peeled, she cleaned and cut. The rest of us were doing exactly nothing to help.

At a certain point, I asked Stoney a very important question. OK, maybe the important question I asked him was not really a question. Maybe it was really a point, which I thought was a really important point. I told him to be more careful because he was missing the can and getting peelings on the floor.

Without dignifying my excellent point, he looked at me and said, “Here, give this to Mom, Potato Boy.” He's 10. Ten!

No rides to write about. It has been stormy. I have to admit, it’s nice to see snow on the mountains. Against the blue sky and scattered dark clouds, the white rocky mountains look very majestic. When things calm, it will be time for lunch meetings on the ice.

6 comments:

Diana's Spot said...

It's great to see the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I always wanted to be like you and have the quick comebacks but I guess it had to come through Stoney!!!!

dug said...

what are some of the other things you've been called?

Anonymous said...

Potato Boy. Very funny. Doesn't appear the apple fell far from the spud tree.

Love your blog. 100% fabulous.

Heard you met up with Ben Fuller. I worked with him here at McCann (wish you were here still!) and we're both class of 83, Clearfield High. Small, weirdly interconnected world.

Hope all is well with you and yours. Have a great holiday season!

Kevin Peaslee

Ski Bike Junkie said...

Hey potato boy, it's breakfast meeting season. Come out with us.

Rick Sunderlage said...

Let's get out on the road bikes this week.

Ricky said...

duggy, you're asking me?
kevin, unlike ben, my timing's always off! would have been kewl, especially if you factor g-luv into the mix.