Mm-hmmm

Driving my almost a teenager kiddo to school this morning.

Silence and music for a bit.

My mind snaps to gear; plan for the day.

Must review the plan.

Remember, you have a game tonight.

mm-hmmm

Change into your your uniform after school.

mm-hmmm

Walk to the club like normal after school, ok?

mm-hmmm

I’ll call you when I am on the way to get you. We have to leave in time because of the Friday traffic.

mm-hmmm

Oh, make sure you order a snack too, there won’t be time to stop on the way and you’ll need something before the game.

mm-hmmm

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Don’t say too much now.

You might use up all the words.

And, that would be such a bummer.

Snarky mama.

mm-hmmm

and an ever so slight and could-have-so-easily-been-missed

grin.

Or was that a smirk?

Have a great day, bug. love you.

love you too.

 

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Wait. Just stand there for a sec.

He walked to the table for breakfast this morning.

He looked different.

He looked different than he did just nine hours ago when I badgered him about getting his nighttime reading done.

And when I tucked him in for the night.

He looked older.

I said to him.

Wait, stand there. Just stand there for a sec.

You look different this morning.

I looked at him.

I surveyed his face, his every hair and the space he occupied in the room.

I saw the baby I once held.

I saw the small boy who used to hold my hand and call me mama.

I saw the teenager he almost is.

I said to him.

Sometimes I miss my little little boy.

But mostly, I just really like who you are right now.

And.

And I am curious about who you are becoming.

He looked at me.

With eyes that almost rolled. Almost.

He said to me.

Ok mom.

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Can We Be Done Now?

My Kiddo and I have some of the best conversations; he’s an old soul and his humor on par with many adults I know. Add to that, he’s open with me and we talk about some pretty cool stuff; I feel lucky as the mom of a now ten year old boy that we talk the way we do and about the things that matter.  Boy humor is often thrown in, well, just because. And because it really is funny sometimes.  And, it’s hard to avoid!

That aside, when we get into one of our cool convos, I always know there will come a point in the conversation when I hear, “mom, can we be done talking about this now?” and I always say yes, even though of course, I want more.  I know he’s reached his limit; that he’s overwhelmed or we got just a little too close.  Some kind of noise, right?

I figure if I take his lead, then there will be a next time.

And, so far, so good; we’re still talking.

The other day, we were discussing his request for a new video game for his game console. It’s a never ending, ever-lovin’ request stream.

I hear the typical arguments:

“But mom, all my friends have it…”

“Mom, I will pay for it with my gift card…”

So, I ask kiddo to lay out the positives and the negatives.

Tell me why I should say yes. Tell me why I would say no. I want to hear both sides from you.”

He plays along, the arguments are solid.

So, then I say,

‘Tell me about the game honey. Tell me why you like it so much.”

I hear so many words, my brain starts competing with itself to stay with him.

“It’s important, let him talk” vs. ‘”you have no idea what he’s saying”

He’s doing a good job explaining it”  vs. “stop thinking about what you need to finish this afternoon”

“He really wants to get his point across, wow”  vs. “If only he was this focused and clear when it comes to homework”

Then, I start to laugh.

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Noise.

There is noise in my head.

I hear words like memory. extraction. database. points.

And then I don’t know what else. It’s all noise.

But I am laughing (he’s still explaining). I totally get it.

I say to him,

“Kiddo, can we be done talking about this now?”

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Ps…remember..change is in the air.

Find Your Thing

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To Satch
Samuel Allen

Sometimes I feel like I will never stop
Just go on forever
I’m gonna reach up and grab me a handfulla stars
Swing out my long lean leg
And whip three hot strikes burnin’ down the heavens
and look over at God and say,
How about that!

Joe DiMaggio called Satchel Paige “the best and fastest pitcher I’ve ever faced”. His pitching was amazing and his showboating was legendary. His career highlights span five decades. Pronounced the greatest pitcher in the history of the Negro Leagues, Paige compiled such feats as 64 consecutive scoreless innings.

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This is the kid who didn’t want to pitch this season. First year in AAA/kid pitch division of Little League. This is the kid who who got seven strikeouts in 2 innings in one of his games, six in another and more games just like that. This is the kid who showed me how he can fight his way back from walking three batters and hitting the next, only to strike out the next three.

This kid, with that look in his eye. Alone on the mound, pitch after pitch, the game resting in his glove, his elbow, his brain. His eyes. His confidence.

Yes, I am proud. Of course I am proud, I am his mother, so pride is a given. But it dawned on me, it goes so much deeper than that. I get it now, what my own mother said to me so many times growing up, ‘find your thing’.

Proud, yes, of course. Absolutely.

But it is knowing, by that look in his eye, and watching him fight back after a few bad throws and seeing him focus; knowing that he knows what my own mama knew. I don’t have to tell him. He’s got it.

Me:    So, what do you think about when you are on the mound, ready to throw?

Him:  Nothing.

Me:    No, really, what do you think about out there on the mound?

Him:  Just getting the ball into the glove.

This is the kid who said he didn’t want to pitch this season.

I never rush myself. See, they can’t start the game without me. – Satchel Paige

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Tellin’ it like it is

Sometimes, kids have the best perspective on things.

I’ve had this on my desk at work for at least the last 8 years…

Mother’s Day was just last weekend, and while I made my claim on some m.e. time to relax and do things all non-mom related, I also managed to persuade my kiddo to let me ‘interview’ him.  I guess I had a little extra clout for the day.

The funny part was when he said, ‘what for, what are you going to do with this?‘  His reply to my answer was even funnier. I said I wasn’t sure, just that I had some questions and it would be fun to ask him; ya know, have a special little chat on mom’s day. He wanted to know if I was going to video him and put him on YouTube and how many hits he would get.  He’s 8.  { Hmmm. Guess it wasn’t about me having some extra clout, after all. Sigh… }

I let him down easy and said nope, no YouTube, but maybe I would put it on my blog, like I did his cartoon tv show and his eyes got big and wide. I took that as a yes.  So here we are; my interview with my son, on Mother’s day.

When have you been most afraid?

When I got stung by a bunch of yellow jackets when I was 2

What was the happiest day of your life?

The day I went to the water park with my cousin Matt

If you could change one thing in the world what would it be?

Mining should only be legal for the President; and he can give people permission to mine, because everyone would take all the gold, and then everyone would be trading things, everything would technically run out and everyone would starve to death.

If you could change one thing about yourself?

Not  to have as many freckles

What is the one thing you could not live without?

Stuart {my dog}

What is the worst thing about being 8?

Not being able to make many decisions

What is the best thing about being 8?

Having a dog

Describe your perfect day

Wake up early, play video games, play sports, play with my neighbor, whack some baseballs, ride scooters, shoot hoops, go back inside and play video games, go to bed really late.

What would be the job you want to do when you grow up?

Anything that requires building

Who are your best friends and why?

Henry, Parker, Aidan T and Leo  – becaues they have a great sense of humor and they all don’t like the same things as me and it’s a life learning lesson that everybody doesn’t like the same thing.

What does Mom always say to you?

I love you

What makes mom happy?

Bright colors

What makes mom sad?

Dark, sad and violent dark colors

What  does mom do to make you laugh?

By singing I’m sexy and I know it

How tall is mom?

6′  tall?  I don’t know,  5′ 8″ ?

What is mom’s favorite thing to do?

Hang out with me

What does mom do when you are not around?

Watch TV or use the computer

What is mom really good at?

Crafting

What is mom really bad at?

Minecraft the video game.

What does mom do for her job?

Works at a college

What is mom’s favorite food?

Lasagne? Butterscotch soup  [translation: butternut 🙂 ]

If mom was a cartoon character, who would she be?

The mom in Good Luck Charlie, if she changed her hair to yellow

How are you and mom the same?

We both like techology stuff

How are you and your mom different?

Mom is not good at builidng things but I am

How do you know your mom loves you?

Because she always says she loves me

If you could go anywhere, where would you go?

China

What is your favorite food?

Pizza!!

If you could go anywhere for just one day, where would you go?

Do laser tag all day

If someone gave you $100 how would you spend it?

Save it until I had $500 to buy an iPad 2

What’s one thing you wish you could do but can’t?

Drive a car

If you could speak another language, what language would you choose?

Chinese

What is the one food you wish you never had to eat again?

Lasagne

What is something you would like to learn how to do?

Master computers, how to make an iPod

What is one thing you wish your grandmother’s knew about you?

That I am  a happy and playful boy

If you could learn how to use a tool, which ones would you want to learn how to use and what would you make?

A hammer and a saw, so  I could  build a table

If we could go away for a weekend to anywhere, what would you pick?

San Francisco

If could write a book, what would it be about?

A dog getting lost and finding a new dog and then the lost dog finding his way home.

What is the weirdest thing about you?

I want to walk my cat on a leash.

Want to keep track of all the awesome things your kid(s) or the small set in your circle proclaim? Check out this awesome book, My Quotable Kid.

{ talk to a kid, and get some perspective }