You know how when you have a lot of little kids running around and older mothers look at you and say "Oh just enjoy it when they are young. They grow up too fast." Well I thought they were nuts. Enjoy what? The poop diapers, no sleep, sticky floors, clothes that smell like spit-up? I did enjoy my kids when they were little but it was HARD! (said in whining voice). Now it's not like I am retired from parenting. I still have a 5 year old terrorist in the house but I really do enjoy my older kids. I don't have to wipe their bums, hold the tissue while they blow, make sure their clothes match or use my momma spit on their juice mustaches.
My oldest man/boy is 16. There are lots of things that I like about him.
*He drives his sister to early morning seminary at 6 am and then to school and then home again. And he lets me pay for his gas money. Isn't that sweet?
* He has only been on one date since he turned 16. And that one was girl's choice. His hormones are still in check (Yes, he likes girls. He likes them A LOT! He's just not sure what to do with them yet)
* I can have a conversation with him. That does not mean there is not the teenage rolling of the eyes and the "oh mom you are so dumb" looks on his face, but he does listen to me.
* I don't have to tell him to bathe, brush his teeth or wear clean socks everyday.
* He still tolerates my hugs and kisses.
The things that make me sad...
* He is taller than me and still growing.
* He can eat an entire box of cheese crackers in one sitting.
* He is stronger than me. And he knows it.
* He voice sounds like his dads. I hear him talking downstairs and I think my hubby is home. Nope, it is just my man/boy that sounds like him.
*He still lets me buy his clothes and says he likes them even when he doesn't.
* He tolerates my hug and kisses.
On Sunday he had to put on a tuxedo to give an announcement in church about an upcoming formal dance. He then handed each girl a rose, in true "The Bachelor" style. (Though he could make a better decision than The Bachelor, with his eyes closed. But that is a whole other blog)
Yes that is my boy turned man/boy. Tall, red, handsome. Just like his dad. Maybe that's why I like him so much.
sweet. also. does he know you just blogged about his one and only date?
Right now...I can only imagine. Guess I better not blink huh?
What a sweet post! Two out of my four boys are "Gingy" kids just like yours. :o) I used to think parenting wouldn't be nearly as fun once the boys were out of their sweet cuddly baby phase but I love it now, too. They are becoming such interesting people and some of my very best friends.
Another great blog and I especially enjoyed the photo of him with the roses.... I wonder who took that?
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What good looking young men!
That was so cute!
And as much as I love my babies, I will be happy when I never have to potty train again!
He looks like a sweetheart! I hope my boy-man is like that.
(I had a student with Autism once--he was my student once, he did not have Autism once--that used to say that all the time. "J. is a man. J. is a boy-man. Mrs. Sarager is a woman. Mrs. Sarager is a woman mom lady." And on and on and on. I love it!
Oh I wish they would done that when I was a kid. I would have loved to get a rose handed to me by a nice handsome guy! Lucky girls!
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So my man'boy just read this and his only comment was, "you want me to wear clean socks everyday?" Sigh. I take it all back...
darling!!! He's a great guy. Thanks for the post. Love, Joy
How sweet! I love his red hair.
Remember me? I used to be the oldest. Ya um, and I drove Brandon around everywhere before he could touch a steering wheel, or knew what girls were. Soooo you loved me first. Just sayin'. :)
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