Wednesday, June 08, 2005


Got this from Mickey's Funnies...


10. Teach him the secret male ritual of leaving the toilet seat up and the toilet paper roll empty.

9. Have a ceremony where you give him his own remote control.

8. Lead him through an afternoon of rigorous physical training in the back yard while you sit in a lawn chair with a half-gallon of ice cream.

7. Eat until you're about to burst and then ride the Screamin' Hurler roller coaster.

6. Put cream on his face and let the cat shave him with its tongue.

5. Walk behind him through his school halls yelling, "You da man!"

4. Send him to the local discount store to buy mom's "personal things."

3. Give him Grandma's lime green Gremlin with personalized license plates that say, "TUFFGUY."

2. Send the womenfolk shopping, then get out your secret Old Yeller video and have a good cry together.

1. Shot put catching.


My son, Matt, is 12...he'll be 13 in December but is already to move into Jr. High. He's pretty smart and witty; all the girls love him and the guys like him alot. Unlike his old man who was pretty much a nerd and a geek who was sucker-punched just about every day. But like his old man, he has a gift for writing. He even does poetry which I'm not so good at.

Example. For his class project, they had to write a poem about spring using their vocabulary words. Most kids have problems spelling words much less understanding them. Here is his poem...


Spring is the envelope to a love letter holding someone's secrets and hopes,
Spring sounds like the inaubible, peaceful melody of a butterfly's flapping wings,
Spring tastes like a refreshing glass of ice water on a blazing summer day,
Spring smells like the first rose in your mom's garden,
Spring looks as radiant as the girl next door,
Spring makes you feel like waking up to a new day.

Not bad for a twelve-year-old boy!

He's no longer the little boy I once knew. He is slowly maturing into a young man. He still has those vestiges of little boy in him; he still has some stuffed animals and likes to hug and kiss his Mom. He even gets along with his sister...most of the time. He is discovering that teasing one's little sister is a perverse joy that, even though you know Mom and Dad are gonna eventually holler down the hall to "KNOCK IT OFF!"; it's worth it! I still recall with fondness driving my sister to near tears by teasing her relentlessly!

Oh yeah...he wants me to get a motorcycle too. He brought it up a couple of years ago, out of the blue, with no prompting from me whatsoever. Honest. I wasn't even looking at motorcycles at the time...Honest!

Eric ;)

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