We parents can be a foolish bunch. We often think the minute there is a birthday, our children automatically take on the behaviors associated with a particular age. If he’s turning two we think he’s suddenly going to start screaming, “NO!” at the top of his lungs every time we ask a simple question.
If he’s turning three we wait for him to begin throwing himself down in the middle of the supermarket isle with head-banging, tear-faced abandon, when he can’t have a box of Frosted Flakes. Or when at midnight on an eighth birthday they’re suddenly going to pick up a book take to reading with the same intensity that they adore video games.
Sometimes we foolish people known as parents believe teenage behaviors don’t rear their lovely head until our child passes the birthday which ends in “teen”. God save us if it starts sooner. God bless us if it never begins at all. If you happen to be one of those parents with perfect teenagers, I think God balances it by allowing the rest of us parents to dislike you and make fun of your clothes.
Being one of the foolish parents, imagine my surprise when it dawns on me that Brian is exhibiting teen behavior, NOW while he’s still 12. But wait, I shake my fist at God. It can’t be happening yet. I’m not ready. It’s like the universe has thrown me into the middle of a cold teenage lake and yelled, “Swim!”
My “aha Brian is a teenager” moment occurred after he watched the following video for the 4,000 time:
(If the above video isn’t working for you, it can be viewed by clicking here: MadTV Stuart on YouTube)
Well folks, guess what he likes practicing now?
Thus my aha moment.
My son is either now officially a teenager, or a small grown man masquerading as a Rugby player.
Until next time-
This content is published under the Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license.