Thursday, April 11, 2013

You are not a grownup


 
How did this sweet-faced little boy turn in to a brooding, whiny teenager who complains about anything and everything?
I thought I would be an understanding parent who would know what he is going through and could act appropriately; instead, I find myself wanting to slap the daylights out of him when he starts complaining about how unfair everything is. 
 I want him to meet people who have a lot less and are happy and not ungrateful. 
I want him to understand that, just because you want something it doesn't mean you will get it and you sure as hell won't get it for free. I want him to learn about working hard and feeling like you accomplished something.
I can tell that underneath all the brooding and attitude there still is the well-mannered kid who used to appreciate it when you brought home a bag of chips or a pack of gum or even just spent time with him  watching tv.
 
Everything is a drama and a travesty of epic proportions.

I keep telling myself that I was the same way and that I felt like nobody understood me either, but it doesn't really help; I still want to rip out my eyebrows when he comes home and tells me how horrible his day was or complains that his hand is sweaty and he can't hold his pencil right. What?? Are you kidding me? That is a reason to get mad? Your hand is sweaty?
A year ago he was still a little kid who didn't like to leave the house and liked staying home with me and going to the grocery store, and now I am lucky to see him at all on the weekends. He eats, sleeps and showers here -- that's is about it.
 
I told him the other day that I hoped that I had raised him to make good choices and that I was not going to spy on him to make sure that he didn't do something stupid, and then he rewarded me by doing something stupid so I guess that was a useless conversation. 
 
I guess I will play it by ear and hope that he passes through puberty without me slapping him asleep or him coming  home to me someday and telling me he wants to become a stripper.
I don't want to complain too much about him because I am really proud of him and he is a good kid most of the time.  He is going to do stupid things and act like an ass sometimes; that is his job, after all.
I really hate surprises but with Joshy I am going to have to wait and see what happens when he finally snaps out of his pubescent, moody, annoying funk.

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