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Friday, January 22, 2010

Hard at Work

The problem with kids these days is that they are just too darn soft!  Too many cuddles and kisses and not enough work!  Well, we ain't got no patience for that in the Adams Family.  As soon as they can walk they got to earn their keep, we say!

Our girls have to get up early and start on their lessons.  




Once they've finished that, then it's into the weight room for their daily workout.













And after they've burned off the extra energy that seems to get all kids into trouble, it's on to the real work...

like shoveling gravel...



and shuckin' corn!



Now it may seem like a hard life, but it does them good.  It keeps them out of trouble and they sleep great at night!

 

Nope, our kids ain't gonna be no lazy, good-for-nothin' moochers thinking they can have fun all day every day.  They'll learn to work and they'll learn to love it!

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Friday, December 18, 2009

Against Criticism

Although it may be true that the nay-sayer is correct more often than is the person proposing a solution, I would much rather be an imperfect resolver than a perfect complainer. 

I say this because I just heard something that grates on my nerves and I felt that writing this post was one way I could fight against such ideas.

As I was approaching the building in which my office is located, I passed a couple of my fellow Ph.D. students.  They were discussing the problem of the prison system in a Pacific Island country, which is that many of the inmates purposefully reoffend because it is preferable to stay there than return to what they have or don’t have outside the prison. 

One of them said, “When I hear things like that, I cringe.”  The other student said to him, “Well, then get in there and fix it.”  His response is what sticks in my craw.  He said, “I don’t want to fix it.  Fixing it is an assumption that there is no flaw in the conception [of the proposed solution].” 

This bothers me for a number of reasons.  It bothers me because it highlights one of the great, glaring weaknesses in academia.  While the majority of academics work hard to make a positive impact on the world, many of us are often quite comfortable sitting in our ‘ivory tower’ criticizing structures, institutions, policies and practices throughout the world, without offering any solution.  A person can ‘enjoy’ a ‘respectable’, successful academic career built solely on showing how someone or something else is wrong.  I put ‘enjoy’ and ‘respectable’ in commas, because I don’t know how anyone can enjoy being perpetually negative nor do I think that such a career is respectable. 

Such a statement also bothers me, because this person will soon complete the Ph.D. process, no doubt successfully, and then will become the teacher of the next generation of university students.  While I don’t know what his career aspirations are, I assume he will become a university instructor because I can’t imagine someone with that attitude choosing or lasting long in any other profession.  But it worries me that this attitude will have a platform of influence over part of the next generation of students, including my children. I  think that while university instructors should certainly help their students see the difficulties and challenges of the world, they should also prepare their students to meet these challenges--with skill and with hope. 

The statement also bothers me because it is weak.  It is an excuse to keep from engaging with difficult issues.  It reminds me of those members of my church who regularly criticize the leaders for their weaknesses yet don’t fulfill their callings or do their home teaching.  I have often counseled members that we are qualified to criticize and complain once we are ready to do something about it.  Otherwise, keep it to ourselves. 

The statement also bothers me because it is cowardly.  Many criticizers don’t offer a solution simply because there is a possibility to be shown that their own ideas are flawed.  It reminds me of a kid in a neighborhood I lived in as a child.  He didn't like anyone.  He would throw things at other kids from the safety of his front yard where he could quickly retreat into the house if you tried to catch him.  Or, if he saw you wrestling with your friend, he would wait until you were inextricably entwined before running up to kick you in the ribs or the head and then sprinting back to his house. He was a coward.  I hope he outgrew it. 

A respectable academic (or person) follows their criticism by proposing action.  Perhaps this is a courageous step, because they are quite aware of the possibility that their approach will be flawed, but they take it anyway, prepared to be kicked in the ribs by the cowardly neighborhood intellectual while they wrestle with the problem at hand. 

I'm happy to hear your thoughts.

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Saturday, December 05, 2009

Cyrus Samuel Adams

Greetings to the faithful worldwide readership of the award-winning Adams Down Under (ADU) blog.  No doubt you have been breathlessly waiting for the next installment in our Pulitzer-worthy investigative reporting and celebrity rumour-mongering, including the behind-the-scenes look at the next Squeaker and the Bug blockbuster or the Adams Family New Year’s Beach Bash

Well your prayers and patience have not been in vain!  The intrepid reporters of the ADU blog were able to obtain (at considerable cost) ultrasound photos of what appears to be a baby boy, clearly attributed to a Mrs. Carolyn Adams. 




Realizing that acknowledging the veracity of these photos would only feed the media frenzy sure to arise at the announcement of his birth, Brian and Carolyn were quick to squelch any questions.  Said mother Carolyn, “If we were to have a son, and I’m not saying that we are, we would most likely name him in memory of his great-grandfather Cyrus Samuel Adams.  A wonderful man who was an example of gentle strength to many and who showed great love for and faith in Brian through many challenges.  But that is only hypothetical, of course.” 

“No comment” was all the father would say when asked if the pictures were of his son.  He then commenced to puff out his chest and swagger out of the room. 

But not everyone is shouting “Halleluiah!”  For example, Dick McDastardly, believed to be one of the many suitors spurned by Carolyn once she met the man of her dreams, released this recorded statement to the press only minutes ago: “IF the child is truly the son of Carolyn and [unintelligible cough] Adams, then there is cause for great rejoicing, for the world is certain to be a better place.  But I urge the public to practice caution and restraint so as not to be disappointed once the truth comes out.  Because it will!  And in the interest of truth, might I point out two sobering facts as to why I doubt that these pictures represent any son of [coughing fit] Adams?  First, Mr. Adams has not heretofore shown himself capable of siring male offspring, so why should we think that suddenly things have changed?  Second, the child clearly has only five fingers on its hand.” 

These are very good points so a rejoinder was sought.  An anonymous source close to the family quickly rose to their defense in saying, “Hey, there’s a first time for everything, right?  And perhaps the boy takes after Carolyn's side of the family.” 

Certainly the truth will eventually be known.  In the meantime, how will the cosmopolitan couple handle being outnumbered by their offspring?  How will the mercurial superstarlets of the Adams Family respond to sharing the limelight?  Will Squeaker and the Bug become the Three Amigos?  Or will they find that ‘two’s company, but three’s a crowd’?

Stay tuned as the drama and excitement unfold!

Monday, September 14, 2009

Célia Marie's artwork

Célia Marie loves to draw. Here are two recent examples of her work. (click on image to enlarge)

Notice in the first picture the uni-brow. I think it is a picture of our friend, Ward. She has an eye for detail.



The second picture she drew today after watching me lift weights. Notice the very thin arms and legs and the disproportionately large head.


I told you she has an eye for detail.

Brian

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Thursday, September 10, 2009

We're back!

Why haven’t you heard from the Adams Family?

A) They have fallen into a vast hole.

B) The entire family has succumbed to any of the 1.54 million creeping, crawling, swimming nasties that can kill you here in Australia.

C) They have taken a paddleboat ride around the world.

D) They are lazy slobs too focused on their own selves to take a few moments to keep their humble, patient, charitable family and friends updated on their exciting lives.

While you are taking the time to puzzle through the above multiple choice exam, we would like you to enjoy a charming selection of behind-the-scenes shots from the upcoming film “Adventures of Squeaker and the Bug”, starring Célia Marie and Sadie. (check local listings for rating and availability)



Here the two stars are reviewing the script, making last-minute changes in the dialogue.



Being method actresses on the cutting edge of their craft, they put a lot of work into getting into character, as the next three images reveal.





It seems the two stars are already practicing their Oscar acceptance speech.



Candid shot of Sadie leaving her wardrobe, ready for the day's shooting.

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Out of the Mouth of Babes

Well, we know that some of the lessons we are trying to teach Célia are getting through to her. Two recent events illustrate this. One thing we try to teach her is that she should be nice and gentle when Sadie starts to cry or complain by stopping hugging/laying on her. We say that Sadie’s cries means she no longer likes it. Well, the other day after breakfast I was wiping off Sadie’s face and hands when she started complaining and wriggling just like she does when her big sister gets to be a bit too much. Célia said, “Daddy. Be nice. Sadie nope wike it. (Sadie doesn’t like it).” Which is basically the same thing we tell her. I tried to explain to her that in some circumstances I have to ignore Sadie’s cries, but Célia wouldn’t have a bar of it. I gave in to her argument and let Sadie go half-cleaned.

A second lesson we try to teach Célia is to share. She’s not too bad about it, but she stills has periodic selfish attacks, so we have to emphasize it still. Well, Carolyn drives the car most of the time, because she is home with the kids and runs most of the errands. But when we are together, I usually drive, unless they are dropping me off at work or somewhere. Well, the other day we had gone several places as a family and, as usual, I drove. In the afternoon, after observing this pattern throughout the morning, Célia pipes up from the back seat, “Why not mommy drive?” We didn’t understand what she meant at first, but then she explained, “Daddy. Mommy drive. You share. It’s fun to share.”

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Célia Marie

Our eldest daughter, Célia Marie, has developed a wide range of abiding interests.

For example, she loves her sister.


She loves playing on the computer.


She loves her sister.


She loves veggies from the garden.



But most of all, she loves her sister!

Happy Birthday Célia!

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