Realizing…

August 19, 2009 at 1:56 pm 1 comment

…that my boys aren’t as grown up as they’d like everyone to think.    As a matter of fact, they’re a lesson in contradictions.  Take Alden for instance.  A few days ago at the breakfast table as he talked about cell phones, girls and possible careers he came across as very mature, very scary-like savvy for a boy of almost 11 years.  Then he said, “Oh, mommy….”  Uh-huh…you’re words betray you little boy.

Alden

Then there is Powell.  The normally even-keeled one.  All of the sudden we’re seeing surges of hormones in his temperament, evidence on his face and let’s just say I didn’t know his eyes could roll until very recently.  There is a struggle going on inside; he wants to be independent and push us away yet in the quiet moments when he isn’t worried about what anyone is thinking his cuddling betrays him.

Powell and Dad

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  • 1. karithestrawberry  |  August 21, 2009 at 2:57 pm

    The eye rolling is so wonderful isn’t it!
    I think every teenager does it, but it doesn’t make it any less irratating!

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