{"id":33269,"date":"2008-07-16T04:18:48","date_gmt":"2008-07-16T04:18:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2008\/07\/16\/apparently\/"},"modified":"2008-07-16T04:18:48","modified_gmt":"2008-07-16T04:18:48","slug":"apparently","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2008\/07\/16\/apparently\/","title":{"rendered":"Apparently"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A few months back, when the kids were still going to school, I witnessed a rather bizarre exchange between my youngest son, who was three at the time, and his mother.<\/p>\n<p>I was eating breakfast at the time, and my wife was scurrying around trying to get a snack put together for the little guy&#8217;s class. The school had somehow convinced the parents that each family would be responsible for providing the class with snacks for one whole week. Don&#8217;t ask me how. I wasn&#8217;t involved in that discussion.<\/p>\n<p>At any rate, this particular week was our week to provide snacks, and the little guy was very excited. As you might imagine, the arrangement spawned more than a little bit of competitiveness, both among the kids and among the moms.<\/p>\n<p>The kids and I finished our breakfast while we watched my wife scurry around the kitchen putting the last touches on the snack she&#8217;d prepared. I had offered to help, but apparently my kitchen skills weren&#8217;t quite at a high enough level.<\/p>\n<p>The kids were dressed and ready to go. After they finished eating, I told them to take their dishes over to the sink and then we could play a bit before school. Meanwhile, their momma had finished preparing the all-important snack and was cleaning up her dishes.<\/p>\n<p>The three year old took his dishes over, and then walked over to his momma. &#8220;Mommy, I&#8217;m the snack helper today. Do we have a snack?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I muffled a laugh. <\/p>\n<p>She picked up the plate full of snacks and showed it to him with a flourish. &#8220;Ta-da!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He held out his hands. &#8220;Apparently, yes.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Then he walked away, leaving his momma looking rather crestfallen.<\/p>\n<p>Apparently? Where&#8217;d he learn that word, anyway?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A few months back, when the kids were still going to school, I witnessed a rather bizarre exchange between my youngest son, who was three at the time, and his mother. I was eating breakfast at the time, and my wife was scurrying around trying to get a snack put together for the little guy&#8217;s [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[123,122,119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-33269","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-cute","category-daddytales-n","category-daddytales-funny"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-8EB","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33269","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=33269"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33269\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=33269"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=33269"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=33269"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}