Last night, as we embarked on another season of American Idol, I wondered whether this is what my children will remember about their childhood. When they're all grown and married and have their own kids will one of them say, "Remember that show we used to watch together? What was it called? American Idol?" It's one of the highlights of our winters. I'm serious here. Is that actually sad?
Oh well. If it's sad, then so be it. It's great bonding over the goofballs and the talent. There's something so fun about watching people succeed, a bit of good fortune come their way when they put themselves out there. Dreams come true and all of that. Well, as long as they're not arrogant. I'm no fan of arrogance, and if you must know...I like to see those people go down. I think we all do. Well, everyone in our family that is.
What fascinates me about this show is the level of delusion. Obviously there are people who audition and purposely act weird or sing badly just so they can get on TV. However...there are people who are truly awful who think they have a real shot. And that intrigues me. Where are their families and friends? Does no one tell them the truth?
Honestly I think this is a parent's greatest responsibility. To help their children understand and pursue their gifts and talents. It can be a tricky business. Made a little more difficult, perhaps, when you have an uber-talented child and then some mere mortals. Perhaps even worse when all are the same gender. I speak from experience here. Last night my oldest returned from his basketball game and said he'd received the game ball. Son2, who seems to be utterly lacking in any sports talent, congratulated him, which impressed me. If he was my brother, I might hate him. MVP of his soccer team this fall, all-star in baseball every year, great student, and a good actor. His acting ability annoys me, I confess. That's what Son2 excels at. Why does Son1 have to have any acting ability whatsoever? Doesn't the kid have enough talent? Anyway, I pray that the three of them make it through their lives with a minimum of jealousy and a lot of support and congratulations for one another.
Back to American Idol. I just wonder how anyone gets to be 18, 21, 25 or whatever and still doesn't understand their innate abilities. Wait, that's not true. I do understand that. When I was 18, I didn't know what I excelled at (probably because my parents' generation didn't obsess over their kids the way we do). But I certainly knew what I WASN'T good at. For instance, I knew I couldn't sing. I would never have tried out for American Idol. Would you?
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I watch American Idol too and I am also in awe of those who think they have a shot, suck , and then cuss at Simon and say he is mean. It isn't Simon's fault that you suck. Anyway, I believe at some point I may have tried out for AI. I used to really have dreams of making it big. However now, the thought of being constantly critiqued on national television sounds like hell. Also, I too wish that son #2 had a talent that was all his own. It is hard enough being a middle child(trust me)and it is so much harder when your older sibling shines in every area(trust me again).Number #2 is amazing though, as are all your boys...I think you are doing a great job at nurturing all their talents and abilities and that is all that really matters.
We too sat on the couch together and watched the full two hours (though the younger buddy was put to bed only half way though). It is great fun. On commercials we dodged over to AFV and howled at silly cats doing what cats do best...being utterly ridiculous.
As for talent. It's amazing that #1 is so talented in many ways. And even moreso that #2 is gentle and humble and able to honor the gifts that #1 has...well, this time :) But yes, the hope is that they can each stand in their own talent and love the talent and gifts of the others.
Not in a million years would I try out. Nope. Never.
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