As a parent you are always watching your kids to try and identify
what future profession they may be good at.
The goal is certainly not altruistic – you want them to be productive
and leave your house so you can remember them more fondly then they actually
are. Once my kids reached teenager years
I started to identify some skills that made me envision them on stage at an
awards show receiving their Oscar or Emmy or whatever for best performance. I envision it going like this – as a nod to
my expertise and mastery in parenting, I am given the opportunity to present
this prestigious honor. The famous words
leap forth from my proud lips - “the envelope please, for outstanding performance
in the category of overacting in the face of looming punishment, Junior Raad!” Some B roll footage plays in the background
of alligator tears and multiple scenes of my offspring on bent knee, tearing at
their outer garments as if on fire. My
pride and joy takes the stage triumphantly and we embrace. The music swells and as we release from our
moment I ask, when are you moving out?
You see I have noticed that whenever I confront a child of
mine with potential wrong doing, the normally reserved and understated youth
will immediately turn up the hysterics to 11 – either choosing for adamant
denial, something akin to Jack Nicholson on the stand in a Few Good Men; or
self loathing from shame and guilt as if they are Jim Caviezel playing Jesus
getting flogged. Neither of these
reactions do anything other than confirm my suspicion of guilt on their
part. I don’t think my desire is any
different than any other parent, I just want whatever behavior that is
unacceptable to stop. Punishments are
not fun to hand out, speeches are not fun to make, and receiving the death
stares that we too delivered to our parents are not pleasant. They do not bring joy and further reinforce
every parents fear that I am indeed no cooler than my own parents were. In many cases I have less grace and wisdom
and in all actuality am just making this shit up as I go.
In the meantime, I am always on the lookout for potential
skill sets to affirm in my kids because I do love them and cherish them. And of course look forward to remembering
them even more fondly, as I hope they will also do regarding my lackluster
parenting.