Parents! It's the "why my kid is special" bragging thread!

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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We have three girls, Bug 5, Bean almost 3, and La-la 1.

While playing in the toy room with the younger ones, Bean informed me that she was the mommy princess, I was the daddy King, and La-La was the baby Princess. She then came over and said in a stage whisper “We’ll pretend the big sister princess is DEAD!”

No no! Don’t call social services… it was funny, really… She gets along well with her older sister.

Both older girls eat broccolli. Lots of broccolli. But only when they can get under the table and pretend that they are mice stealing broccolli out of my hands. Why they think a normal person would have an handfull of broccolli under the table I am not sure.

Oh. We were supposed to do brags. Hmm, well, I already typed this story, so I’ll just add… Ummm…

Bean is so precocious that at 2 1/2 she followed her older sister climbing our tree when Mom had her back turned! (Does it still count as a brag if she promptly fell out and broke her arm?)

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Dominic got an 85% on his spelling test. It is the first actual test he’s ever taken, by the way. He wrote about it in his journal here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/dominicgalen/30540.html

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My son just turned 6. At his school on Friday’s they have a soda and candy sale. Well the first time I sent him with about $1.50. He came home with candy for himself and his sister without me even mentioning it first! I was so impressed. In his kindergarten class he’s already standing out, during their rhyme tyme he came up with Wanda and Honda. My daughter turned down a chance to go visit my sister with my parents because she thought Mommy might get lonely without her.

My biggest brag, both of my kids came home from the hospital sleeping through the night.

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My son translates Russian to English for me, and he’s four. He also made $12 selling lemonade at out garage sale, but then bought two dollars worth of toys he was selling.

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I have 2 kids from my first marriage and a stepson. Sometimes I gloat because my two kids are better behaved than my stepson.

For example: Dinner. My rule was what is for dinner is what you’re going to eat or you go hungry. My wife’s rule was “you don’t like that Honey, what can I make for you/” So now, my two kids will eat whatever I put on their plate and my stepson will only eat pizza, burgers, hot dogs, steak and pork chops.

My daughter who is almost 11 (Halloween) is an accomplished flutist. I have absolutely no musical abilty so it must have come from my ex’s side of the family.

My son Jason (who is now 9), when he was 3 was playing a game called “Math Rescue” He couldn’t read yet, so when a story problem came up, he would run to me and ask to me to read it. I would read it, he would instantly deduce what the math problem was and always get it right.

Cute story, but not really bragging. When Jason was 5 my parents took him and his sister out to dinner. His sister mentioned this girl he knows. When asked if she was his girlfriend, he replied, “No, she’s just my friend. I don’t want to have sex with her.”

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Oh goodie, my favorite subject!

My daughter is 13, and has always been bright and enthusiastic about everything she does. Gets excellent grades, loves to write and draw, sings like an angel. She’s polite and has an uerring sense of fairness. I’ve always been impressed by her, but a few things in particular stand out:

  • her first original cartoon drawing is as good or better than MANY published cartoonists’
  • she wrote a ghost story so chilling that it actually scared me silly
  • she picked out the Harry Potter music on piano by ear without any help, and did it so well that it’s instantly recognizable
  • she cleaned out her closet (OK, that was initially a major battle here, but still…) and on her own donated her outgrown clothing and toys to the local Crisis Center
  • when she decided to get her 26 inches of hair cut down to a chin-length bob, she donated her hair to Locks of Love

…and I will never forget that she taught herself to rollerblade with the most dogged attitude I have ever seen. She fell down too many time to count but positively refused to give up!

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Last school semester, my son’s music teacher told him to try out for Childrens City Chorus.
Of course, he got it, and they won their trophy 4th year in a row.
So he can sing!
Also,
he will make gifts to give to our elderly neighbors, nothing fancy, but he wants to give them gifts!

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My five year old son started kindergarten recently. He gave me firm instructions to wait ouside under the big oak tree ALL DAY while he is in school. One day I told him “Oh, I don’t want to wait out there again today- it’s too hot.” He told me to “Just bring an umbrella tomorrow.”

He also got busted smuggling crayons out of school in his socks recently. Ah, my future felon.

He was born at almost 24 weeks gestation (23.5).

My daughter (7) has so many great qualities, I just don’t know where to start. She was tagged for the GT program in K, and takes advanced art classes from the local university after school. When she was 6, she wrote and illustrated (they actually say ‘written by’ and ‘illustrated by’) a series of adventure stories about a mouse named “Mousie” that surprised me in their complexity. The were called things like “Mousies Big Move”, “Mousie Makes Friends”, “Mousie Makes a Cake”, etc. Now she fills whole pages with tiny picutes of, say, a cat circus. Very cool.

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My son, since he was about 4, is obsessed with giving girls and women flowers. He has stopped to pick dandelions to give to total strangers on a number of occasions.

He also loves babies and will always complement parents on how beautiful their babies are.

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The best thing about having kids is being able to brainwas…program…uh…raise them on how you know kids should be raised.

For example, when you ask my children:

How did you get so smart?

They replay, " Because I have excellent parents." :smiley:

If you ask, " What is a commercial?"

They respond " Somebody trying to sell you something you don’t need." usually followed by, “Can we buy some Blo-Pens?”

And if a little friend of theirs loses a toy, they will comfort them
with , " It’s ok. It’ll turn up. All toys come home."

And when faced with a new challenge and one of them is whimpering about trying it, the elder sibling (5) will say, " You have to face your fears."

And periodically, if we are zoned out on the couch, one of the kids will turn the TV off and say, " That’s enough. You don’t want your brain to turn to mush, do you?"

They are my little parrots. :::::sigh:::::

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My 22-month old can spell his name, most of the time. He says
A-A-R-O-N, Aaron! Of course, sometimes it’s A-R-O-O-N, but that’s okay. He knows one of those letters gets repeated, he’s just not always sure which one. He talks all the time, often in complete sentences, with verbs and articles and everything. It’s very cool.

Lately, he’s singing by himself: Twinkle Twinkle and Ring around the Rosie mostly, and sometimes the ABC song, where he gets about 12 of the 26 letters right.

We also jokingly call him an athletic genius, because he can throw a ball hard and straight, which is much better than I can do, and he kicks like a little soccer star. Sometimes he can even catch balls thrown to him.

Did I mention that when he says goodbye to his daddy when he goes off to daycare he says, “Bye bye daddy. See you soon daddy.” Then he turns to me and says, “Mommy, wave!” So I do.

I could go on for days . . . But I’ll spare you.

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How can I resist… The best part of this thread is that the non-braggin parents can zip past it and not be bored.

My oldest is extremely competitive and has been auditioning for perfect child (out of home division) since she started school. The thing she did that has made me most proud, though, was when she was in 7th grade. One of her teachers was going through a hard time because that teacher’s fiancee suddenly died of a heart attack. My daughter spent her lunch hours with the teacher for several weeks, offering her comfort. It meant very much to that teacher, who held my daughter close to her heart before she died of cancer. (Pretty tragic all around actually).

My middle went on a class trip in fourth grade to a house designed by Frank Lloyd Wright and fell in love with his style and architecture in general. She’s 14 now and would rather read a magazine about home plans and design than 17. She’s also helped decorate my house and has incredible design and color sense.

My youngest kid’s claim to fame is that he always gets the stuff people throw out into audiences. If we’re at any function such as a basketball game, concert, etc and there are T-shirts or little balls thrown into the audience he’ll invariably come away with it. I call him the Dennis Rodman of in-crowd rebounding. I think it’s a combination of his little-kid eagerness as he jumps up and down and waves his arms (which gets the item thrown in his general direction) and then his absolute ruthlessness at corraling the item once its pitched into the crowd.

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Ah.

I was going to start one of these, so let me plop in here and set a spell.

Four days after my kids started private school, my son gets called to the dean’s office.

Turns out, after four days, his English teacher decided he needed to be in Honors English. So, a big FU to the public school for not recognizing my son’s potential, which I knew he had all along.

That same day, my daughter brought home a glowing report from her teacher, about how helpful she is and how well she’s doing in school.

I got both of these on my birthday. I couldn’t have asked for a lovelier present.

One more on my daughter…last New Year’s, I was hosting the party at my house. I didn’t have enough time to finish baking, so I set my alarm an hour early to get my final baking out of the way before work.

I stumble to the kitchen in the pre dawn hours, grumbling about baking this early in the morning, when I hear my daughter’s alarm go off. “Silly girl,” I think, “She forgot to turn off her alarm for the school holiday.”

A few minutes later, she comes in to the kitchen, wrapped in her purple Christmas robe and furry purple Christmas slippers, and says, “Good morning, Mommy. I’m going to help you bake.”

Sweetie got to lick the spoon and the bowl and the beaters.

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My 2 year old kid is building us a new garage.

Game. Set. Match.

:smiley:

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Ha! Great pic :smiley:

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My son has been engaged for nearly 2 years, though they are now keeping it a secret. According to my son “we still love each other, but if someone asks us if we are going to get married, we say that we broke up.”

He is very serious about this relationship. He is dead set on marrying this girl. He defends her honor all the time, too.

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My Aaron has been growing like a weed. He now eats table foods exclusively, and he loves doing it.

He’s also close to walking. He walks if you take him by the hand, and he does it well, but he hasn’t taken his first independent steps yet. Ah, well. He’s the kind of kid who waits until he’s confident he can do something before he does it.

And he’s still the friendliest, most social kid around. :smiley:

Robin

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I’ve got 5, so I can brag longer than the rest of you. :slight_smile:

Daughters 1 and 2 are twins (both of them!). They are 13. Daughter 1 was speaking in full sentences before the age of one. Most recently tested in the 99th percentile in both English and math skills. She is in a math class scheduled to get her through calculus in 11th grade. She is also a nice kid and beautiful. Daughter 2 is a sweetie and also beautiful. She has wanted to be a vet since I can remember. From the age of less than 2 she has also been little Miss mom, taking care of little brothers. Not as gifted academically as her sister, yet, but still clever. I still remember when she could barely sit. Mom showed her how to put those colored rings on that cone thing. Mom held out ring for her. She looked at the ring, looked at the cone, grabbed the cone and put it through the ring upside down. I thought it was very creative. :smiley: She is also very strong from gymnastics and is impossible to out wrestle.

Son 1 is 11. Also bright and nice, but not sometimes feels bad relative to daughter 1 and son 2. (He is only a 90+ on the tests.) He is very good looking, though and Star of a USA swimming commercial. He is a pretty good swimmer himself and is the youngest on his swimming team’s senior team. Best of all, he is a very nice kid to everyone.

Son 2 is just as bright as daughter 1. Taught himself to add, subtract and read before kindergarten (we held him back a year because he was small and his birthday is near the cut-off date). Even as a first grader, he would help daughter 2 out with math. He also scores a double 99th percentile on tests. In the family, only dad can take him one on one in scrabble. So far, he is the best swimmer in the family to date. Also cute as can be, with a very wry sense of humour. He is 10.

Son 3 is a flirt and twists women around his little finger. At the age of 3, he adopted a woman at our church as a grandmother. She had two daughters, but they will not be having children, so he filled a real need there. It is too earlly to know just how bright he is, but I guess he is somewhere between sons 1 and 2. He is the family card shark and quite good at all games. (He has some speech therapy issues, though, so all is not perfect with my minions.)

A nice picture, with self-descriptions can be found at www.pcisys.net/~kksdk

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MilliCal brought home another picture yesterday. It seemed to be a large pumpkin carved into a jack-o-lantern, surrounded by little figures of people. The Jack-o-lantern had a really mean face on it.

“Do you know who these are, Daddy?” she asked, pointing to two figures down in the lower right corner.

“It looks like Mickey and Minnie,” I replied.

“Noooo,” she said, exasperated at my mistake. “They’re Hansel and Gretel.”

“I see. Why do they have big Mickey Mouse ears, then?”

“Because that’s the way I drew them. Do you know what this is?” She was pointing to the pumpkin.

“No.”

“It’s a vampire pumpkin.” she said, with relish. “It’s sucking the blood out of Hansel.”

“I don’t remember that part of the story.”

“I made it up. This is the Witch, and this is Gretel running to the witch. These.” she said, pointing to five ovals with faces on them," are the Bouncing Heads."

“Like in Spirited Away? That Japanese cartoon we saw?”

“No, that had three heads. And this is me, on a Flying Shelf, with (one of our cats). Do you know what this is?” she asked, pointing to a blob below the pumpkin’s mouth.

“Blood?”

“Yes. I don’t know what this is,” she said, pointing to a blob below the nose.

“Probably pumkin goop,” I replied. That’s the stuff you scoop out when you’re preparing a jack-o-lantern. “What’s this?” I asked, pointing to tangled green stuff atop the pumplin.

“Those are the vines. They’re also his hair. And this is a hole in his stem.”

My daughter is wonderfully creative. And a little warped. When she went to bed last night she asked me where people got the idea for vampires from. So I told her about Paul Barber’s book Vampires, Burial, and Death.

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I have an 18 yr. old daughter. She walked and talked at 9 mos. She started first grade at 4. At 13, she won a scholarship for high school in one of the most prestigious private school systems in Mexico, continued on to university, still under scholarship. She is currently in her 5th semester, where she is carrying a 3.64 gpa.

Not only is she smart, she is absolutely gorgeous (got her mother’s genes, thankfully!). She has modeled for a major jewelry company, appeared on magazine covers and billboards. Brains and beauty.