February 09, 2007
brotherly love
Alex brought home his valentines today. It was like Christmas, we had to open them right away, he was so excited.
Mine was sweet and straightforward, typical Alleycat. A boy of few words, each of them perfect:
His valentine for True was less straightforward. Thank goodness he was standing right there to translate. Still, take a look at this and tell me if you see what I see...
Translation: Good job in karate, True.
Now, maybe at first glance this didn't strike you as a cry for help. Especially if you weren't aware that the boys are not enrolled in any form of martial arts classes, never have been. In other words, this is kind of a thanks for the informal daily ass whippin', bro valentine, of which, I never hoped or imagined I'd see.
And another thing, did you happen to notice all the peace signs? There weren't any of those on my valentine. A subconscious message perhaps?
I really want to know what you think. Is the Alleycat some kind of brotherly love savant, sowing kindness into a message of underlying cruelty? Let me know your wise thoughts, blodgers. Oh, and while your at it, let me know if you are speaking as a sibling (younger, older, brother or sister). I eagerly wait for your response.
Posted by shoe at February 9, 2007 11:01 PM | TrackBackHeh. Lovely indication of brotherly love... I have no idea about the peace signs....
And hey - 'round here, we're just happy to not see any "fat shit sing" if you know what I mean... ;-)
Posted by: Richmond at February 10, 2007 11:35 PMWell, I don't recollect all the way back to my childhood (other than that I always hated stupid Ann Botter's sappy scrawlings, and it wasn't my fault she didn't like the human heart I drew on her valentine). But I clearly remember all the hand-made valentines from our three boys. The theme always seemed to track the boys' latest obsession, be it The Green Ranger, The Sinking of the Titanic or Jurassic Park.
Believe me, you haven't experienced the love of a boy until you've gotten a valentine featuring "eeyon malkom" being eaten by a tyrannasaurus rex with the words "Love [name of son]" right below the blood-splattered scene.
True and Alex seem perfectly normal to me.
Posted by: Bob at February 11, 2007 11:05 PMHaving a brother four years younger than myself gave me quite a bit of time to practice all sorts of karate moves. It took years for him to get over it.
Posted by: Richard at February 12, 2007 04:29 AMPerhaps he was telling his brother that he should ask to be enrolled in Karate? My sister and I sent valentines to each other they were usually "Dear Sis, I hope you choke on the chocolate you got for Valentine's day." or my personal favorite from my sister "Dear Sis, I put a finger in all your chocolates and only ate the ones I like, you can have the rest." Last year i sent this one to her: "Dear sis, Happy VD day, No - really, you should get that checked out!"
Posted by: oddybobo at February 12, 2007 09:17 AMWow. Your boys give Valentines to each other? Mine just dish out the ass whoopin' no thank you Valentines after. Sheesh.
The peace signs... you have boys. I suspect, that when he made True's card, there was a peace sign stamper around and when he made yours... there wasn't, and he thought the stamper was cool. That's how my boys are with stamps. No thought. Just a 'Gee, I like this one!"
Posted by: Bou at February 13, 2007 07:12 PMI think those are rabbits...
Posted by: Paul Abraham at February 15, 2007 10:44 AM