Puffed Up with Pride
One of my former doctoral students is the subject of the cover story of this week's Economist. The research paper summarized in the article is one I helped him revise and encouraged him to submit for publication. He's now my colleague because we hired him after he finished his PhD at the institution where I worked before I left for the job I hold now. It's great fun to see a former student (and a current colleague) get high-profile coverage.
Yikes. If I feel this puffed up with pride now, heaven help me when my own kid first accomplishes something. You POOPED? Wow, honey, that calls for a celebration!!! Then, too, I will probably play up my own marginally significant role in the whole thing: I fed her the carrots that led to that poop, you know.
Yikes. If I feel this puffed up with pride now, heaven help me when my own kid first accomplishes something. You POOPED? Wow, honey, that calls for a celebration!!! Then, too, I will probably play up my own marginally significant role in the whole thing: I fed her the carrots that led to that poop, you know.
5 Comments:
That is indeed a great accomplishment! Something to have pride in.
Did you receive the email I sent to you yesterday, the response? I will resent it.
Hope you are feeling well today.
well, where else would she have got those carrots? hm? xoxo
As long as you don't turn into one of those mothers who has a PhD but talks only of her diaper genie.
That's great news! Regarding the carrots, my sister once had a friend who had wild mushrooms growing inside her home.
Congratulations! I know that feeling, it's wonderful and I'm proud of both of you.
Don't get me started on poop. I was having a conversation with some friends who were over one day, talking about somebody we knew and the woman who worked for him. I was saying "He treats her like his own personal slave, and when he shouts, she jumps." At that moment, my daughter yelled to me from the bathroom "Mommy, wipe my BUTT!!!"
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