It is official. We have a junior high boy in our family (no, besides me). Our oldest son's voice changed recently (funny when he gets called out for talking during a school assembly because he's the only one with a bass voice), and now he sounds like me.
His list of favorite movies, though still including the Lord of the Rings and all things Star Wars, has grown to include the Blues Brothers and Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
He belches loudly at his brother for no reason. At the dinner table.
He makes inappropriate jokes.
He secretly thinks Dad jokes are funny.
He thought Napoleon Dynamite was the worst movie ever. Like anyone could really even know that. But he is constantly imitating Napoleon. With dead-on accuracy.
It is a riot having a junior high boy. No, life hasn't gone too fast. No, he's not still my baby boy (thank God - he was an awful baby).
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