Does anyone else have a 10 year old?
Are they ALWAYS this annoying? I mean really.
If he’s not arguing me with (which happens more than I care to acknowledge) he’s talking…NON STOP.
I mean it. He’s in this comedian phase right now, which I fully support cause you know, who doesn’t enjoy a funny kid.
But geesh he not only pushes the envelope he tears it to shreds!
Like he’s funny for about 7 of 129 minutes he goes on and on and on for.
And then? If he’s not trying to be funny? He tells me facts. Brendan facts. How tornadoes are formed. what clouds mean rain and what clouds mean a change in weather. he tells me about ancient wars and the who’s who on the battlefield. Do you know what a pike is? Cause I do and it’s taking up a part of my brain that I may never get back.
And you know, I’m THRILLED that he loves knowledge and all that. But maybe he can you know…keep it to himself a little. Or maybe he can share a little LESS information with me.
(I know I like to talk Feffie but so do you so shut up!)
I think this kid just likes to hear himself talk. Sometimes it makes my ears bleed.
Also, he lacks the skill of knowing what school yard conversations he should and should not share with his parents. Particularly his MOTHER.
Example: The limeric about the giant penis? NOT something a Mom really needs to hear from her son.
Of course there really is NOTHING I can do about this. I created this monster 9 years ago when I let him learn to talk!
We walked to the store this evening. On the way there? Nothing but facts about wars and how the Arabians were WAY BETTER than the English. And also an alarmingly detailed description of the nasty weapons employed in such battles.
Then we stopped for a brief visit to the store.
shop shop shop shop
And then a walk home where FUNNY BRENDAN made an appearance. For the love of God. It started with a VERY funny impression of Garry from last weeks survivor “I’m having trouble going poo” but ended in a rant about how it’s sooo stupid that an insane asylum would have straight jackets AND padded rooms. Why would you need both? It’s ridiculous. Overkill.
You see? You see how it goes? We start with the funny….then shift slightly to mental patients (equally funny at times) and then it’s all down hill from there.
note to asses who will send me hate mail about how horrible I am to my son…..BITE ME