Written on
August 18, 2010 by
Shab in
Yago
Yago lost his Wii privileges today. Here’s the scene: 6:20 am. Yago gets out of bed and these are the first words out of his mouth “Mom, is today a school day?” Yago is not allowed to play Wii on school day mornings “No, Yags. You’re still on break, but you can’t play Wii…
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As I drive away from drop-off, I watch as Yago slowly walks with his teacher to the playground. He stands around as if in a daze, as he regains his courage to continue. He looks back to see if my car is still in sight. The traffic on Granny White keeps me from turning out…
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Written on
December 30, 2008 by
Shab in
Yago
*I’m stealing Jessica’s fabulous blog title for this entry. I didn’t know that I was already dealing with a teenager. I sound like my parents…stop playing that video game. Stop playing that video game. This is what my brother hears all day. He’s seventeen. Yago is two. Is it possible for a two-year-old to be…
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Written on
December 18, 2008 by
Shab in
Yago
Mom: Yago, don’t stand so close to the television. Yago: (steps back momentarily but within seconds is back to the normal Wii-playing spot-too close to the television) Mom: Yago, don’t stand so close to the television. (Lather, rinse, repeat.) Mom: (places “x” on the floor with tape) Yago, please stay on the “x” if you…
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