In a couple short months my oldest son will be 12.
Unlike my oldest girl, A. turning 12 has snuck up on me. There has been very few outwardly changes that have announced. Hey Mom! I’m turning into a teenager.
While I will admit he is no longer little I am not willing to concede to the fact that he is nearly a teenager.
However, there is the possibility that I may not be able to deny the facts much longer.
A. has always been quiet. I call him the Professor and know that there is not much he does or says without thoroughly thinking it through.
Which is why when he does speak it is time for me to listen. This morning after he woke up and dressed he sought me out to let me know the house was cold.
“Umm, yah it is fall.”
“Turn on the heat!” he replied.
“It’s not that cold. Put on a hoodie.”
“I couldn’t sleep last nigh it was so cold.” He complained.
“You have flannel sheets put them on your bed.”
Then with all the disgust the soon to be teenager could muster he said, “My flannel sheets have penguins on them.”
Okay, so a good mom wouldn’t laugh. A good mom would nod wisely and concede to the fact that her son probably was ready for big boy sheets.
But who are we kidding this is me!
“Well,” I said laughing, “Do you want to be cold or warm.”
“Fine! I will put the stupid sheets on my bed.”
Then there was stomping out of the room.
A. has an incredible sense of humor and I have busted out laughing at more than one of his comments and observations. However, I’m getting the impression that a boy has certain lines.
Next thing you know he is going to try to convince me that he is to old for stuffed animals.
Ohhhh!!! Maybe that is why they are all stuffed under his bed.
MAN!!!!
Happy Tuesday.
P.S. Just so you know he isn't all big this is his current favorite song. I'm trying to decide if I should be concerned.
Unlike my oldest girl, A. turning 12 has snuck up on me. There has been very few outwardly changes that have announced. Hey Mom! I’m turning into a teenager.
While I will admit he is no longer little I am not willing to concede to the fact that he is nearly a teenager.
However, there is the possibility that I may not be able to deny the facts much longer.
A. has always been quiet. I call him the Professor and know that there is not much he does or says without thoroughly thinking it through.
Which is why when he does speak it is time for me to listen. This morning after he woke up and dressed he sought me out to let me know the house was cold.
“Umm, yah it is fall.”
“Turn on the heat!” he replied.
“It’s not that cold. Put on a hoodie.”
“I couldn’t sleep last nigh it was so cold.” He complained.
“You have flannel sheets put them on your bed.”
Then with all the disgust the soon to be teenager could muster he said, “My flannel sheets have penguins on them.”
Okay, so a good mom wouldn’t laugh. A good mom would nod wisely and concede to the fact that her son probably was ready for big boy sheets.
But who are we kidding this is me!
“Well,” I said laughing, “Do you want to be cold or warm.”
“Fine! I will put the stupid sheets on my bed.”
Then there was stomping out of the room.
A. has an incredible sense of humor and I have busted out laughing at more than one of his comments and observations. However, I’m getting the impression that a boy has certain lines.
Next thing you know he is going to try to convince me that he is to old for stuffed animals.
Ohhhh!!! Maybe that is why they are all stuffed under his bed.
MAN!!!!
Happy Tuesday.
P.S. Just so you know he isn't all big this is his current favorite song. I'm trying to decide if I should be concerned.
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