The Scariness Of Parenthood Over Time

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m not sure if this post is going to have an overall point. If anything, I’m just here to share some random observations I’ve made about parenthood. All I know is, despite being a dad for nearly a decade, I still have no clue about what the fuck I’m doing, man. The truth is, as children continue to grow, there will never be any room for complacency, fam.

Ok, to be frank, I was inspired to write this post after hanging out with my oldest son last Friday. Now, since I have more than one child, solo time with each kid can be a little rare. Side note, I know people advise to carve out individual time when there are multiple children involved. All in all, I’m trying, bruh. I’m trying.

In any case, last week, my wife had something to do at her church and our youngest son was with her. So, it ended up being a night at the crib with my firstborn. Moving on, we camped out in the living room and watched copious amounts of X-Men: The Animated Series on Disney+. In addition, I tried to pick his brain on the day-to-day social shenanigans of his school life. I mean, he always tries to be coy, but he’s already made it clear that he’s started the boy/girl game with his classmates.

Anyway, during the course of our random conversations, it threw me for a loop that I was having a meaningful dialogue with my son. Like, I distinctly remember changing his diapers. I remember when he learned to walk and talk. I remember when he read his first book. Fast forward to now, he has legitimate feelings, real friendships with people and the whole world ahead of him. Truth be told, I’m fucking frightened by all of this, man.

Look, as exhausting as babies can be, parents can essentially control everything, son. Shit, they depend on us for their basic existence, fam. But, now I’m at the phase where that isn’t really the case anymore. Yes, my son is still a child but he’s also fully-immersed in the environment around him. Hell, my wife and I are now at the stage where we’re trying to decide if he’s ready for the “sex talk.” All I can say is, my little boy is growing up and I don’t even know how to feel, bruh.

In the end, I’ve probably said a lot and said nothing at the same time. Ultimately, I’m just a father trying to evolve as his son does the same. By and by, parenthood is unique because it’s never static, son. At the end of the day, the circumstances always change and we need to be ready to change with them. All in all, I just hope I don’t give my kids any terrible advice and fuck them all up. I mean, daddy can be a head case too, man. Shit, ask my mother. I’m positive that she had the same struggles in figuring out how to raise me, fam. I guess the cycle just continues, brethren. That is all. LC out.

P.S. For inquiring minds, my son was two in the pic on the left and a month away from nine in the pic on the right. Good day.

P.P.S. He won that trophy in his second-ever chess tournament. I was fucking HYPED, son! Ok, ok, I’m done. For real.

‘Peter Pan’ Is A Wild A*s Movie

'Peter Pan' Is A Wild As Movie

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like I didn’t know that Disney had some problematic ass movies. But, since I haven’t seen a lot of these films in a long time, it was crazy to get re-acclimated to some of the tomfoolery, man. With that being said, Peter Pan is a wild ass movie, fam. All in all, I might have a warped sense of humor, but I was blown away by the depiction of Native Americans in his film.

Ok, as I’ve stated in a previous post, I’ve been all about that Disney+ life since the app dropped. In any case, since all of the classics are at the push of a button, I’ve been trying to familiarize my kids with some of the shit that I grew up on. Moving on, on Saturday night, my wife and I decided to pull Peter Pan out of the bag. Now, I’m fully aware that Peter is a brat of the highest degree. However, I legitimately forgot about the way Native Americans are represented in this movie. Needless to say, film studios wouldn’t be able to get away with all of that “red face” fuckery in 2019, bruh.

Now, to be fair, I know that Disney added a disclaimer saying “this program is presented as originally created. It may contain outdated cultural depictions.” Yes, I understand that’s their way of absolving themselves of new-age critique. Real talk, I’m not even necessarily upset by any of this, son. If anything, it shows just how far we’ve come in like 60 years. Shit, racism is still very much alive and kicking, but at least studios know better than to try and get this shit off in today’s era.

In the end, I don’t even know what else to say, son. Ultimately, people like to pretend like bigotry is some foreign ass concept that hasn’t existed in eons. The fact is, all of us have a parent or grandparent who was alive when it was fashionable to be this bias. So, we all need to stop pretending like a “post-racial” America even exists, man. At the end of the day, all this country did is tell folks not to say that shit in public. Then again, as we can tell from this current climate, this nation has backslid on all of those ideals, fam. That is all. LC out.

P.S. I didn’t even get to the bugged out shit that Peter says to Wendy and the mermaids, son. All I know is, Peter might not rank high on any feminist lists, man. Good day.

I’m All In On Disney+

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, today’s post could either be really long or incredibly short. All I can say is, I’m aiming for the latter, man. In any case, I’m just here to fan out about Disney+, fam. Listen, the kid in me is experiencing MASSIVE amounts of overload, bruh. Look, damn near every show/movie I cared about as a child is on this platform, people. All in all, LC is a very, very happy man right now.

Ok, if I’m keeping it a buck, I haven’t even scratched the surface of this streaming service, son. Like, I’m fully aware of the fact that Disney+ has everything from Disney, Pixar, Marvel, Star Wars, National Geographic and all of the hood DVDs they used to sell on 125th Street in Harlem. However, ever since its launch, I’ve been OD’ing on old episodes of X-Men: The Animated Series, man. Side bar, Magneto was always right, fam. Anyway, while I’ve been pretending like I’m 10 years old again, my sons have been getting familiar with classics like DuckTales and Darkwing Duck. All I know is, I’m ABSOLUTELY trying to indoctrinate them, bruh.

In the end, I don’t know what else to say, son. Ultimately, I don’t have the time to sit here and chronicle all of the content on this service, man. By and by, Disney owns EVERYTHING, fam. So, naturally, they have all of the cool fucking shows, bruh. Shit, even if folks don’t want to be nostalgic, The Mandalorian is out here getting good reviews. At the end of the day, I might cancel all of my other subscriptions, people. I mean, I have X-Men and Spider-Man, brethren. What else do I need? Exactly. LC out.

P.S. My wife really knows me, son. Listen, she made individual accounts for her, Don, X and I and made Darth Vader my profile picture. She just understands me, man. Good day.