August 21, 2013

  • Awesome Fumblings

     
    Here's the kid and myself, just being awesome.
     

    We've been in a flurry of events as we both wind down the 5th grade. I'm still in that strange and maternally painful space of, "Holy Crap, my kid is in the 5th grade...wait.. my kid is LEAVING the 5th grade?!" Nathan seems unphased by the whole ordeal. He's more prepared than I am!
     
    He's had some special things he's been doing with his classmates. Ballroom dancing was one. A big one. They practiced two days a week for 8 weeks. Finally the evening arrives and the boy is nervous. He's looking sharp in his all black ensemble and bright green tie.

     He said, "What if I screw up?!"

    I said, "If you do, just look awesome doing it."
     
     
      I'll ask him what they talked about and he says, "I can't talk about it. " I say, "Okay, that's cool." About 5 minutes later, he'll start up a conversation about what they chatted about and he'll leave a blank in the sentence, and I have to figure it out, which I usually do. He'll respond with an, "OH MY GOD, Mom!" and laugh and leave the room. But then, he'll come out again and start poking at the subject again, waiting for my reaction.  I'm proud to say that I haven't flinched yet. 
     
    I explained to the boy that my parents NEVER discussed it with me. EVER. 
     

    I always promised myself that if I ever became a parent, I wouldn't keep my kid in the dark and/or tell them that sex was dirty or wrong. I'm working hard to keep that promise, and to be open to discussing it, even if it's weird. I am glad that he is okay with talking to me about things, even though I'm a girl. I do have a very dear friend who said he would talk to the boy if he had man things to discuss. 
     

     
     
     
     

     

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