Five days a week I get the
splendid opportunity to drive
my teenage son to and from Football.
Five opportunities times two
for us to chit chat about
what is up with him.
He is seatbelted in,
I can choose how fast or slow we get there.
I can even take a new route if
I feel we have so much more to
say to one another...
NOT!!!
He has those big Skullcandy earphones
that BLOCK OUT PARENTAL ADVICE
SUGGESTIONS, and INQUIRIES!!!
Each day as I drive him I
pat him on the leg to get his attention:
He removes ONE ear phone:
"Hey Bud, How was school?"
"Fine"
Phones back on...
Me patting his leg...
ONE phone off:
"How is your homework going?
"Fine"
Phones back on...
Me patting his leg...
ONE phone off:
"Do you have plans for the weekend?"
"IDK yet"
Phones back on...
Me patting his leg...
ONE phone off:
"Did you get your chores done?"
"Yeah"
Phones back on....
Finally this Tuesday when I was
going through the usual motions with him...
He turned to me and said:
"MOM,
I CAN READ YOUR MIND!!!"
Me: Really?
3 comments:
your son rocks!! i'm not even going to think about my babies this old. i totally refuse.
I am just impressed that you use terms like "IDK" and know what they mean. You should see me try to text and I have no short cuts, just misspelled words. If you can "IDK" then I am sure he can read your mind!
Too funny!
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