The splendid life of a 10 year old boy here has been briefly interrupted for one main reason: a teenager’s attitude with a mouth that has left me speechless.
Those of you who know me know that this is no small feat.
It isn’t swearing. It is ridiculously know-it-all-especially-you-loser-mom mouthiness.
This kid has NO idea how easy he has things.
Except today, he got a little glimpse when he woke up and learned that mom was no longer going to provide assistance until his attitude changed. No cooking, no cleaning, no laundry, no assistance with ANYTHING unless life or death issues are involved.
The battle continued most of the morning, so he spent it in his room. After lunch, things turned around. He folded up the Therm-A-Rest he used over the weekend which was the object that sort of projected the trouble into the stratosphere. He made his lunch (a corn dog with a string cheese).
By 4:00 he learned that iPod downloads were done because only mom knows the password.
He learned that his baked goodie supply took a sharp turn south since he couldn’t eat mom’s food. Initially, this was a benefit until he learned it included cake batter cookies, chocolate chip cookie bars and pancakes.
He learned that making his own cookies and brownies was far more complicated than he anticipated.
He learned that you can’t just buy taco meat. (Admittedly, you probably can, but not in this house!)
He learned that trips to Target and other such places were curtailed.
I suspect that his attitude will change within days, but I don’t really believe he will have learned his lesson in fewer than seven days.
That is enough time to require him to do his laundry and to get tired of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and corn dogs.
A friend wished me luck this way: “may the force be with you.”
I am going to need it.