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Zurich Citizens News, 1972-08-31, Page 6PAGE 6 ZURICH CITIZENS NEWS• THURSDAY, AUGUST 31, 1972 roan my window At Being the baby in a family is quite a responsibility for a small child. It takes consider- able time and patience on the part of a child to make his mother and father feel saddled with a clinging, defenceless tot and at the same time, lead one's own life. Our youngest child has learn- ed the fine art of being babied without being controlled. At six years old, he's a wise young man with the wisdom of a sage when it comes to handl- ing his parents. Bill Smiley (continued from page 4) column about teenagers back in 1970, for one of the letters is dated then. One is from a teenager, unsigned, blasting me in no uncertain terms. The other is from a senior citizen, Mrs. Jessie Slater of Brace - bridge. One pungent comment: "You must be a Dagwood at home, and a rotten father. How else could you have such a mixed-up family?" Well, Mrs. Slater, my mixed-up daughter happens to be living in Brace - bridge right now, and I've a good notion to call and tell her to go over and give you a good punch in the nose. I'm kidding, Mrs. Slater. Kim wouldn't step on an ant, if she could avoid it. She's a delightful, compassionate, beautiful and intelligent young woman, who is no more mixed- up than you or I. And I'm no Dagwood. When I put my foot down around here... I break a toe. Well, all I wanted to say was that you meet a lot of interesting people in this busin- ess, BY SHIRLEY J, KELLER For the bulk of the day, our boy is self-sufficient,. He makes his own peanut butter and jam sandwiches, spills his own milk, bathes himself, entertains him- self, crosses the street by him- self, shops by himself. But for an hour or so each day, he devotes his time to us -- his doting parents. He works at making us feel wanted and need- ed --and totally frustrated. He seems to know that parents would die without that kind of aggravation. Take last evening for an example. Everyone was retiring for the night. I had settled into bed with a good book. My husband was just relaxing at my side, content with the world and everything in it. Then our youngest appeared on the scene. He had other ideas for the night ahead and it wasn't long before he let us know his plans. With large, woeful eyes that looked as though big tears would spill out any second, our young- est edged onto the bed and announced his pitful plight. "I want to sleep with you, mommy." My husband didn't stir. In shock, perhaps. With the determination of a Sherman tank, our son pushed his way into the bed beside me and began his campaign. "I never get to sleep with you, mommy, " he wailed. "Daddy's always here. Why can't he sleep in my bed and I'll sleep here with you?" My husband still did not move or open his eyes. I waited, Not a sign he was even alive. "How be, " I told my son, "I'd go sleep in your bed and you can sleep here with daddy?" Still no attention from my husband. "No," came the quick reply, "I want to sleep with you." Not a muscle rippled in the body beside me, "I remember when I wanted to sleep with my mother, " I began. "That isn't so unusual. It is really only for one night and maybe we should...." Without a word, my husband got up and as though defeated from the beginning, he made the trek to our son's bedroom. I heard the bed squeak as he slid into it. "Oh dear, " I thought as I turned out the light and prepar- ed for sleep with my baby. In less done than it takes to tell you, my son had had his fill of sleeping with mommy. Whatever grand slumbering dreams he'd had were gone, and he was crawling out of my bed. "I'm not sleepy, " he expl- ained. "I'm going downstairs to get some milk, " "Aren't you going to sleep with mommy?" I asked, afraid to hear his answer. "Nope, " he answered. "I'm going to sleep in my own bed." Honey, I called to my husband, in my sweetest voice. "Don't get too comfortable. You can't sleep there. You'll have to come back here." The muttering from the other end of the house grew to a rumble and the rumble became a roar. "If you think I'm going to spend the night trailing back and forth between beds in my own house, you're mistaken, " he shouted. "Make up your mind where you want me to sleep will you?" As I tucked our little son into his own bed, he grinned at me. "This is the best bed. That's why dad wanted to stay in here isn't it?" How do you explain something like that to a six-year-old? Th - f • otbone's connected to the headbone. Think about it. When you play tennis, you wear tennis shoes.When you walk, you wear good walking shoes. And when you work you wear proper footwear for comfort and protection. Take a good look at your shoes. Make sure they're not getting run down at the heel. Change fraying laces. And check the soles to see that they're in good condition. Sure footwork begins with proper footwear. The sure way to safeis Self Defence. Your Workmen's Compensation Board and The Safety Associations, Ontario News of Bayfield Welcome to Mr. and Mrs. Joe Laudenback and family of Agincourt who have recently moved into their newly constr- ucted cottage on Victoria Street. Visitors who are vacationing in the village are: Mr. and Mrs. Bill Guilfoyle and family, Sarnia; Mr. and Mrs. Tom Dillon and family, New York; Mr. and Mrs. Fred Erb and family; Mrs. Joan Peterson and family at the Cunningham cottage; and Mr. and Mrs. Carl Blauman at the McComb cottage; all of Birmingham, Michigan. Sunday visitors with Mr. and Mrs. John Wild and family were her brother-in-law and sister, Mr. and Mrs. Ernie Blayney and family of Sarnia, and her mother, Mrs. John Bedard, of Forest. Weekend guests with the John Wild family of Brantford accompanied by Peter Wild who had spent the past ten days with his aunt and uncle. Best wishes to Joey Wild, eldest son of Mr. and Mrs. John Wild who had the misfort- une to break his collarbone while bicycling last Sunday. Congratulations to Major and Mrs. Peter MacKenzie, of Ottawa on the birth of a son in Clinton Public Hospital, Wednesday, August 23. A new grandson for Rev. and Mrs. l 1 George Youmatoff. Mrs. Gordon Stewart, R.R. 2 Ripley, visited Thursday with her sister, Mrs. E. W. Erickson and family. Mr. and Mrs. Harry Baker spent last weekend inPort Huron asthe guests of Dr. and Mrs. ' Moore Hislop. They were ac- companied by their three grand- daughters, Julie, Laura, and Monica who had visited with them for the past week. Mr. and Mrs. John Shae, Windsor, and Miss Monkhouse, London, are hblidaying at the King cottage. 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