White Hot Intensity of a Thousand Suns

The Taming of the Shrew quote (or Cheers for those of you as old as me) is for Nate.
As you can see by this picture, Sam’s Tball games are warm.
Hot actually.
Not Texas Summer hot yet (we’ll call that the “White Hot Intensity of a Thousand Suns” Hot) but sunny enough for stunning pictures like this one.
You know what else is stunning?
This kid’s ability to focus. This kid is Nate. In this picture, he’s focused on his juice box. Place a sugary snack in front of him, and he zeroes in on it like a laser. He sucks and slurps and chews until every drop, every crumb, every fruit snack is in his mouth.
Besides sugary snacks, Nate is also passionate about screen time.
By passionate, I mean that we have reason to be alarmed by his love for the iPhone.
We’ve had iPhones just about as long as we’ve had toddlers so we know the love that Pre-school aged kids have for the things. In fact, it’s such a phenomenon, this toddler/iPhone attraction, that Catie actually considers $500 iPhones to be too babyish for her.
Fine by Nate. More screen time for him.
For Nate’s eagle-like focus, my iPhone is also a tripping hazard.
Yesterday was a beautiful day and the twins, Nate, and I played outside while we waited for the bus.
Let me be clear, the twins and I ran around the front yard. Nate, the little iPhone addict, sat on the porch and played Handy Manny Match.
Seriously? Handy Manny match over the grass between your toes?
Instead of catching ladybugs?
I called him and called him, but his white-hot intensity was focused right on Handy Manny, the racial slur of a cartoon character, and he COULDN’T HEAR ME.
Finally, his bubba called him, and he looked up. (Naturally.)
Nate began to walk toward us, STILL FOCUSED ON THE GAME with his thousand-sun intensity. He missed a step and tripped.
For Nate, the most cautious of our kids, one who doesn’t even get hangnails, tripping and bleeding was quite a trauma.
The kids and I gathered around him, cooing and oohing over his bleeding knee.
He cried and shouted “OWIE!”
And then, I’m not kidding.
Returned to Handy Manny.

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