The Difference.

Last night Daniel and I were watching Seinfeld. Again. And it was the episode when George's phone line is crossed with "Donna Chang"'s line. Remember? Everyone who speaks to her on the phone thinks she's Chinese. Why? The name for one. Donna Chang. Then she and Jerry plan a date. At her suggestion they go to a Chinese restaurant. She has an acupuncture class. They all expect to meet a Chinese lady. And when George's mom meets her, she says, sounding highly disappointed, "You're not Chinese!" We laughed.

So here's the difference. Or maybe a similarity.

Ruthann, let's say, Jones. I won't use our last name. It's a thing with me and my blog. But if you know my last name, just say it...Ruthann ..... If you talked to her on the phone and she wanted to go get a cheeseburger on a date. If she taught an aerobics class. If she talked about, well, just the things she would normally talk about. Would you expect a white lady? Look at the name again. You wouldn't think, "Hm. I'm excited to meet this really nice Chinese lady." You wouldn't really even say, "Hm. I'm excited to meet this really nice white lady."

I really don't know what the point is. I just look at my beautiful daughter and know she is Ruthann. That's just who she is to me. But I wonder, when others see or hear her name, are they surprised by the face they see when they meet her? I know that those who know her, know that if ever there was a Ruthann, she is her!

Life may get very interesting and perhaps a little amusing as she gets older.

Oh. And she's not allowed to date until she 35. I think that's reasonable.

The Difference.

The difference between boys and girls when it comes to homework

Mom and the Boys:
Do you have homework?...Uuuuummmm...Do you have homework?....YES! I hate homework. Whoever invented homework should be shot...Let's get your homework out and get it done...I hate homework...I know, let's get it done fast...Grumble grumble grumble...Hey, this is easy, come sit down and get it done fast, you are so good at this...I don't understand it, I don't want to do it, I hate homework...I don't care if you hate it, get over here and do it. NOW!...Okay.........I hate homework...*then he will get up and walk away when I'm not looking*...Get back here and finish your work. It's almost done...I don't want to...NOW...Okay...See? Easy peasy lemon squeezy...Dumb homework, grumble grumble grumble...

Mom and the Girls:
Mom! I have homework, can I do it now?...Sure, get it out and get started...Mom! I need to read to the whole family, too, can everyone please come over so I can read to everyone?...boys:I don't want to read, I hate reading, whoever invented reading should be shot!...But I need to read to everyone! Whaaaa...Calm down, you can read to me...But my teacher said I have to read to EVERYONE in my family!...You can read to mom and dad and the boys can listen as they walk by...NO! I have to read to everyone in my family! And I want to do my homework, what day is it?...Wednesday...My homework isn't due until Friday, darn!...Can you turn it in early?...No I have to turn it in when teacher says. Can you make me some homework. PLEEEEEASE?!?!?!...Okay. I hate homework. Whoever invented homework should be shot...C'mon mom, make it hard homework...Do I have to? Grumble grumble grumble...

Sometimes even a mom hates homework.