Do you know what I love about being the mother of a nine year old boy? Besides nagging him to do every little thing? Because yes, I complain, but also, I love doing it. I must. (sshhhhhh.... I'm "acting as if", because then maybe if I actually DID love nagging, I'd become more effective at it. or something.).
I love the quality conversations we have. The state of the world is discussed, along with the state of, well, everything else. All topics are covered. The kids in his class, the best vs. worst brands of bubblegum, how to build the most perfect interactive video game, and of course my favorite topic, Ways In Which I Can Be A Better Mom.
Way #1: stop being so grouchy
There is no Way #2, because if I stopped being grouchy I would be perfect.
A typical example of our discussions is as follows. This is the first conversation I had in the New Year, and I think it bodes well for my intellectual growth in 2010.
JH: Mom, who's your favorite Stooge?
Me: My favorite Stooge?
JH: Yeah! Larry, Curly or Moe?
Me: I think Larry does lovely, understated work, and has always been under appreciated. I'll go with Larry.
JH: But Moe is the leader, and he's so funny! And Curly makes those hysterical noises!
Me: Yes, but without Larry, Moe and Curly would probably kill each other. Also, I like Larry because he's pretty quiet.
JH: But he's not the funniest.
Me: Nope. Not everyone is funny. And that's okay.
JH: No it isn't.
Do you see why my brain is in danger of melting and running out both my ears?
So this is why I vow to get out more in 2010. To seek the stimulation of grownups and talk about important things. Like politics and melting ice caps and OMG The Bachelor...
on the other hand, we haven't gotten to Shemp yet. And what about the Marx Brothers? I can't wait to find out what he thinks about Harpo!