
I have a fifteen yer old son. Actually I have three teenagers. But that is for another post. Like I said before there is never a dull moment in the BIBI household.
Especially with my oldest son. Two years ago he began to experience the "puberty" thing at thirteen. Last summer he began to "smell" himself and began to be get very cocky. It's all good. I got him straight, and brought him back to earth with one of my 'if the momma ain't happy, nobody is' discussions. He got the message.
Or so I thought he did.
My talk was essentially about taking care not to smell when you become of a certain age. and as you become older you have to take essential care not to offend anyone.
He wanted to argue. I told him that if he didn't clean his 'pits' that we were going to have a problem. He sulkily went to take a shower. I was happy that I won the battle with the 'child' until I went into his room and discovered a letter that he wrote to himself.
FYI: I snoop on my children in my house all the time. It's my full-time occupation. Antyway...
The letter read:
- I was forced to as a child.
- People who make soap are only after your money.
- I wash on special occasions like Christmas and Easter.
- People who wash are hypocrites--they think they are cleaner than everyone else.
- There are so many different kinds of soap, I can't decide which one is best.
- I used to wash, but it got boring so I stopped.
- None of my friends wash.
- The bathroom is never warm enough in the winter or cool enough in the summer.
- I'll start washing when I get older and dirtier.
- I can't spare the time.
I don't know where he got his writing skills from, but I'm betting the comics that he reads has a lot to do with it.
I let that infraction go. He was soon not to disappoint me again.
Now don't get me wrong, my son is good in school and he loves his teachers. But someone said something to him (an adult of course) and asked him why was he passing notes in class?
It wasn't nothing that serious, just a harmless drawing, but the teacher felt the need to address my son, in front of the whole class!
He (the assistant teacher) then preceded to tell him "That if you do this again I will send you back where you came from, as you will be banished from my class."
My eloquent son told the assistant teacher:
"No you can't, my momma ain't here!"
Why oh why did I ever encourage him as baby to talk?!?