As a parent, what words do you say to your children most often? Do you tell them "I love you?" Do you say "You make me proud?" What words fall from your lips so effortlessly that they become part of your child’s subconscious understanding of your relationship?
For me, those words are "buckle up."
I say it all the time. I probably say it in my sleep. "Buckle up, son."
Every time we get into the car, I tell my kid to buckle his seat belt. It happens every time. Because, you know, I don't want him to die. He gets the love in that, right? He knows it's a positive thing, doesn't he? Because we're going to be operating a large vehicle at high speeds and I want him to be safe. It's just good, solid parenting.
But here's the thing; WHY DO I HAVE TO TELL HIM TO BUCKLE UP? How does he not know that this is an expectation? It's not like we have designated Seat Belt Days throughout the month. We don't celebrate specific belted holidays. We don't even take a rest from seat belts on the Sabbath! WE ALWAYS WEAR SEAT BELTS! Because I ALWAYS DON'T WANT HIM TO DIE! And yet, every time we climb into the car, I look in my rear view mirror and see my child unrestrained in the back seat.
"Buckle up, Jono."
"Oh, yeah."
Oh, yeah. That's right. Knew I was forgetting something. Let's see, what did Dad just ask me to do? "Something-something, Jono," I think he said. Hey, look... there's that toy I left in the car last week. Oh, poop, Dad's talking again.
"What did you say, Dad?"
"I said 'buckle up.'"
"Oh, yeah... Why are you banging your head on the steering wheel like that, Dad?"
Once my wife got so frustrated with the ongoing struggle that she gave Jono the following instructions:
"Every time you climb into the car, get in your seat and buckle your seat belt. When we're walking out to the car and you SEE the car, start thinking about putting on your seat belt. Then get in the car... and put on your seat belt."
So far it's worked pretty well. He sees the car almost every time now.
I had a plan to get my CDL and buy a school bus. That way Jono could legally sit in the back seat without a seat belt. There's still a safety issue, but at least we'd be obeying the law. The real problem would be times when Jono wasn't with me. Then I'm just a strange, bearded man who drives around town in a school bus. That guy has a definite vibe and I don't want it. Maybe I could get a motorcycle with a sidecar?
This story has no ending. It's an ongoing battle. And don't expect any words of wisdom. I have none.
In conclusion, here's an artist's rendition of me as a school bus driver: