Month: August 2014

John Cena And The WWE Are Ruining My Life

 

We always try to expose our kids to new and different things. Sports, hobbies, activities, whatever. Sometimes they’re feeling it, sometimes they’re not. Sometimes they feel it for a while,  get bored and move on to the next one (word to Jay-Z!).  Regardless, we just keep throwing stuff at them, because we never know what will stick.

For me, one of the things that stuck was pro wrestling, especially the WWF/WWE.  What can I say, since I was four or five years old, I’ve been a wrestling fan.

Until recently, B and J were only familiar with wrestling, and didn’t really care for it. To them,  it was just another thing that daddy watched, like basketball or football.  One day, though, I gave B my old  Hulk Hogan and Ultimate Warrior dolls (err I mean action figures!). He’s at that age (almost five) that I was, when I got my first wrestling toys.  From then on, his curiosity was piqued.

But now?

It’s a borderline obsession!

See, he’s not just into wrestling; he’s really into it and wants to know everything about as many wrestlers as possible. As a parent, I’ve been trying to ease him in, and be cautious. I’ve been only showing him stuff that isn’t super crude/profane/risqué.  I also give him warnings to never try what he sees, because he isn’t a trained wrestler (Yet. Lil dude keeps talking about going to wrestling school when he’s older).  He gets that it is a show, too, and not ‘real’.

It is such a niche form of entertainment which a lot people aren’t into, though, that I am  B’s almost exclusive source for information.  As a result, he’s been asking me lots of questions. Not just the easy ones, like who’s the best wrestler or who wins the most. He wants to know everything, so his questions are randomly bananas. I try to give him real, honest answers, but sometimes, it’s impossible!

No joke, here is what he has asked me, in  just this past week:

Who’s the cutest wrestler?
Who had short hair when they were a kid?
Who has the coolest boat?
Who has the coolest car?
*Pulls out all of his action figures* Which of my guys has the coolest car? (I say John Cena). Which guy has the next coolest?
This goes on until we’ve ranked all of their cars.
Side note: I have no clue what they  all drive. Chris Jericho finished last, though.
Who has the longest hair?
Who is the tallest?
Who is the smallest?
Who got angry when someone broke something that they liked that was hard, when they were in school?
Who’s the oldest and youngest?
Who was the first wrestler from a long long long long long long loooooong time ago?
Who was the second from a long long loooooong time ago?
Who was the tenth?
Side note: yes he skipped third, fourth etc. and went straight to tenth.
Who has the coolest car but they’re dead?
Which wrestler is the tallest out of the medium?
Who has the curliest hair?
Which wrestler played video games with their dad?
Which wrestler watched another wrestler when they were a kid? Who did they watch?
Which wrestler is from Toronto?
Who’s the darkest?
Who has the most boring music ever, when they come out?
Could Andre the Giant touch my ceiling?
Who are Andre the Giant’s family? Are they giants?
Who has the best necklace?
Who has the best swimming pool, from when they were a kid?
Who can jump the highest? Can they jump over a car? Over Andre the Giant?
Who has the nicest boots?
Who can lift up a house?
Who’s the fastest?
Who had the coolest room when they were a kid?
Who cries the most?
Side note: I told him that I didn’t know, but he was adamant that I told him a name before. After arguing for a bit, I just said The Miz. No clue if he cries.
Really? REALLY?

Really? REALLY?

Sorry, Miz.
We also had this exchange:
B – ‘Which wrestler has gone to jail, when they were younger?’
Me – ‘Uhh…….Booker T.’
B- ‘Booger T? Does he pick his nose!?’
And this exchange:
B – ‘What’s your name?’
Me – ‘My name? My name is-‘
B (Cuts me off, mid sentence) – ‘It doesn’t matter what your name is!’
Side note: his timing in the cut-off was perfect. The Rock would have been proud.
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The Rock approves of B rudely interrupting me.

Another time, our neighbour dropped the news on B that the Ultimate Warrior died. He came home, and asked me when he died. I couldn’t remember, so I looked up the date on Wikipedia and told him. Much later, one of K’s friends came over, and B excitedly showed her some of his wrestlers:
B – ‘This is Rey Mysterio. This is R Truth. This is Ultimate Warrior. He’s dead. He died on April 8 2014.’
Yeah, it’s pretty crazy, man. When the school year starts, when everyone else’s kids are making pictures of Spiderman, or those princesses in Frozen, I’m sure that my kid will be drawing Kofi Kingston.
Here’s the other messed up part – you know how younger siblings emulate older ones? Guess who J’s favorite character is right now? Why, it’s who every two year old girl likes – not Dora……not Elmo…….but  John Cena!?
Who, me?

Who, me?

I mean, she doesn’t watch wrestling with any real interest. Yet, because B is so into it, she learned from him and somehow picked Cena as her go to guy. Which means:
– Whenever B is playing with his wrestlers, J will join in sometimes, but will only play with John Cena.
– When I  play one of my old WWE video games, she insists that I always be John Cena.
– She left a bunch of her toys and other play things on the stairs. When I asked her who made the mess, she said ‘John Cena! You can’t see me!’ and then ran off humming his theme song.
– I did movie night with the kids, when K went out one evening. While browsing for one to watch,  I stumbled on Scooby Doo! Wrestlemania Mystery.  Hand’s up if you knew this existed.  I put it on, and of course, it was the most riveted B has ever been for a movie. J, on the other hand, only got excited when John Cena was in it. She spent the scenes that he wasn’t in repeatedly asking where he was.
– This:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3J5vTtfQj0A

Anyway, that’s our household right now.
OK, OK, maybe the title of this post is a bit of a swerve and kind of harsh.  John Cena and the WWE  aren’t really ruining my life. They’ve only made it more……. let’s go with interesting.  It’s cool that when B is really into a subject, he has an insane thirst for knowledge. And I guess that there could be worse characters for J to like. Cena does seem like a decent  role model, in real life.
I still can’t wait for my kids to move onto the next one, though.
My answer to the tenth wrestler question was Georg Hackenschmidt.  No clue if that's right. No clue how many other kindergarten-aged kids know who he is, either.

My answer to the “who was the first wrestler question” was Georg Hackenschmidt. No clue if that’s right.  No clue, either, if any kindergarten-aged kid besides B knows who he is.

Non-Biased, Unaffiliated Product Review – Kellogg’s Fun Pack Cereals!

Ahhh,  fun packs.  Those single serving sized boxes of cereal where  the box somehow functions as a bowl!

Man, back in the day, many a Saturday morning was spent chomping down on these and watching Saved By The Bell/California Dreams/Hammerman/Soul Train/ whatever. Who cared what was on, as long as I got my Froot Loops on, homey!

Nowadays, since I’m kinda lazy K and I are really busy most of the time, we are always looking for quick and easy ideas for the kids to have for breakfast, that they’ll actually eat. While out shopping recently,  Kellogg’s  Fun Pack Cereals were on sale, so I bought a package, for the first time in years. How’d they go over with the fam, you ask?

Well…here is my non-biased, unaffiliated with Kellogg’s  review!

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Now, when I was a kid, there was one thing that bugged me about fun packs: they would come in packages of 8 or 10 boxes, but it always seemed like for every one box of deliciousness, there would be two boxes of Crappios or Lame Flakes, or something like that. This wasn’t the case with  Kellogg’s Fun Pack Cereals, however. All of the boxes were proven winners. Frosted Flakes + Froot Loops + Corn Pops + Rice Krispies = edible supergroup.

Another good thing was the variety. B and J like Rice Krispies, for example, but they won’t eat a whole box of Rice Krispies, if that’s the only option.   With Kellogg’s Fun Pack Cereals, if they got bored of one flavour, there were still  three other choices, and only two little boxes of each. This  is perfect  for kids like mine, who have the attention span of a…. I don’t know. Something with a short attention span, I’ve  lost interest in trying to think of a comparison.  Regardless, you get all of the benefits of eating cereal without committing to a big box of it!  If fun packs were people, they would be side pieces! Or booty calls!

Amiright, Drake?

 

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Shut up, Mike.

 

Sorry, Drake.

 

Anyways, no doubt, I was feeling pretty good about this purchase…..and then the taste test happened.

It was an early morning and I was sleeping. I’m pretty sure B came into our room and asked if he could have some cereal. I groggily said yes then went back to sleep. Yeah, I realize that I wrote about this type of occurrence before, and that it never ends well.

This time, however?

B went downstairs, helped himself to a box of Corn Pops, carefully opened it up into its bowl shape, added some milk, went to the table, quietly ate every crumb, and then disposed of the box bowl in the garbage. The end.

 

Well...no, I guess not.

 

C’mon, man!

Of course that didn’t happen.

Remember what I said, about the variety, and the kids having short attention spans? B and J apparently couldn’t decide on just one box, so they opened all eight. And not just opened. They took  them up to the playroom, and the ones that they didn’t finish eating (which was almost every box ) they dumped out, all over the floor.  You know, because that totally makes sense. Don’t worry, they made sure to walk on them, too, just to really grind the flakes, balls and loops into the carpet. It looked like a freakin’ Kellogg’s factory exploded in there. It was like the room got hit by a Cerealnado. Yeah, that’s right, a Cerealnado.  Hey, Tara Reid and Ian Ziering, have I got a movie idea for you!

Apparently, all of those fun packs didn’t exactly give B any energy, either. When I told him that he had to clean up all of the mess, he dutifully picked up a few pieces of Frosted Flakes and Rice Krispies. Then, when he realized the scope of the job, and how long it would take,  he tried to come up with some shortcuts to make it go faster.  Bless his lazy little heart. THEN, when those didn’t work (toy cars and books make horrible brooms, go figure),  he complained that his arms were tired and refused to do any more.  This all happened in a span of  five minutes, by the way, but he was whining about his arms like he just completed a CrossFit workout.   J, to her credit, tried to eat up the mess, but eventually she gave up/got full/lost interest.

NON-BIASED UNAFFILIATED WITH KELLOGG’S CONCLUSION

If you’re looking for quick, easy breakfast/snack ideas for the kids, you could do a lot worse than giving them Kellogg’s Fun Pack Cereals. My kids liked the Froot Loops the most. There was a trail of loops from the pantry to the stairs, and hardly any in the playroom. This indicates that they were most hyped up to chow down on those first. The one con with these fun packs is that they are a  pain to try and vacuum up when your kids pour them out on the floor. You probably won’t have that problem, though. You probably don’t have most of my parenting problems.

Nonetheless, on a scale of  confused Garry Moores talking to Tony The Tigers, I’ll give this product  4 Garrys and Tonys out of 4.

 

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