There's one in every family. The prankster. The one who gives us gray hairs. The one who breaks our heart, then turns around and mends it with his unconditional love. The one you stare at, scratch your head and say, "Are you my child or was I impregnated by an alien during a UFO abduction I can't recall?"
Yeah, that's my youngest child. He pulled his first prank by making his appearance into this world several weeks early, disrupting my delivery of 80 Thanksgiving cookies to the local elementary school.
He was a sweet baby until he figured out what his legs were for. Overnight my Passive Prince sprouted octopus arms and roving hands. My reigning title as "The Good Mother" quickly changed to my Indian name, She-Who-Drinks-And-Swears-A-Lot. There wasn't a baby gate or door my Baby Terminator couldn't conquer. He never played with toys. He liked forks. And electrical outlets. He was like a drug sniffing dog when it came to finding sharp objects, poisonous bug repellents and frayed wires. You know you have a problem when your kid giggles over a little jolt of electricity running through his body. I never thought he'd live to see his second birthday.
When you take this kind of picture of your kid, there are bound to be repercussions
Sir Poops A Lot was turning into my rebel child, and there were not enough parenting manuals in the world to teach me how to handle a kid who risked his life on a daily basis. His experiments with fire, electricity and odd ball inventions were enough to keep me homebound for years.
His sisters wanted a baby girl, or a Cabbage Patch Kid, so they dressed him accordingly
My son dislocated his shoulder as a baby and fractured his wrist when he was five from a fall off a swing. Fast forward to elementary school when the principal called to tell me my child thought it was a good idea to bring a knife to school for show and tell. Yeah, I must have missed that memo about my husband's BRILLIANT idea to give our little boy a camping knife (man cave secrets, be damned!).
After many agonizing hours of nail biting, tears, pacing and bargaining with God, the police found our boy on a Greyhound Bus bound for Orlando. They said we were lucky that he survived the trip unscathed. My prior fear turned into a confused tangle of relief and outrage over what my son had done. I felt the little hairs on my head turning whiter by the minute.
Since that fretful day several years ago, we made some major changes in our son's life that drastically improved his behavior and attitude.
But this cat is still pushing the envelope on the nine lives thing. Just in the past 6 months, he was injured in biking accident when he collided with another cyclist. Shortly after that, he was hit by a car while biking down to the beach. The car suffered more damage than my son---it was no match for my Arnold Schwarzenegger offspring.
It was the last incident, however, that threatened to turn my hair completely white and send me into cardiac arrest. Another one of of my husband's BRILLIANT ideas was to give our boy a special pellet gun that looked exactly like an AK47. My son was out front shooting targets on the sidewalk---probably not the smartest idea since we live only a few doors down from a school and this occurred shortly after the Sandy Hook incident. My peaceful afternoon was shattered by the sound of screeching tires and a loud voice booming from a megaphone, "DROP THE GUN AND PUT YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR!" Our street was barricaded by four police cars and six officers, one with a gun drawn on my son. I stood by the window, frozen in horror as my boy slowly lowered the gun and walked backwards down the sidewalk with his hands held high in the air. In a flash, one of the officers snapped handcuffs on his wrists. There was that brief moment when our eyes met through the window, and I could see the fear and bewilderment in his eyes. I couldn't move---my legs felt like wet noodles---but my husband had already rushed out the door to quickly explain that it was just a pellet gun, not an assault rifle.
While I stood on the porch, wondering if anyone knew CPR to resuscitate my heart, my husband was busy JOKING with the police, telling them they could keep our son for a few days because the cost of feeding him rivaled that of feeding the entire Chicago Bears football team.
I never know what my boy will think up next to keep himself entertained. Which is why I shudder every time he climbs into a car with his friends. Although he is often the typical, unpredictable and annoying teenager, he is also loyal, loving, artistic, compassionate....and best of all, he knows how to operate a lawn mower, vacuum, dishwasher, washing machine and the grill. His uniqueness is what makes him one of the most fascinating people I know, and I'm proud to call him my son.
By my calculations, he still hasn't used up all nine lives....and I'm still sprouting gray hairs.
He sounds like a great kid, and he's going to do some big things on this earth. Kudos to you and your husband for nurturing him AND surviving!
ReplyDeleteThank you Shelly! We never what will happen tomorrow with this boy, but I'll admit--never a dull moment here!
DeleteWhat an entertainer you have there. Embrace him for all his uniqueness and keep your Prozac and tequila handy.
ReplyDeleteIt's in my hands at all times!!
DeleteLove it! Here's to us mothers of boys who are "all boy" and then some!!! There are six years' difference between my oldest and youngest sons. That's primarily due to the fact that my oldest was so "active," I knew he demanded every last second of my oversight--to get him raised safely. :0 I can surely relate to every last bit of this post! :)
ReplyDeleteI knew you would with a houseful of boys!!! Mom of boys are special women indeed!
DeleteYes, we all have at least one of those. Eventually most of them grow out of that I'm-going-to-give-Mom-a-heart-attack phase. My youngest celebrates her 29th birthday today, is responsible, owns her own shop, takes care of her 3 children, but oh, what she put me through, and thank God, I was young enough to handle it. FUN post.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Theresa! You give me hope!
DeleteHave mercy! The Greyhound incident would have about done me in. Or the run-in with a car. Or the pants. I hate it when kids let their pants drag on the ground. But really, what are a few grey hairs compared to such a fun, living-life-to-the-fullest, wonderful son?
ReplyDeleteYou are right--but I AM spending a fortune on hair dye.....
DeleteHoly Cow!! Seems like you also have 9 lives or so. It's so hard for me to picture my son doing those things since he is still a little tot. He does sound like he is very entertaining.
ReplyDeleteOh yes! Never a dull moment at Chez Doyle!
DeleteYou must still have quite a lot of hair on your head to have it going grey as I would have been bald by now after all those incidents. I know the cops over there don't mess around so you're very fortunate that he's still here and you didn't get some trigger happy cop...
ReplyDeleteI was going to say that he'll grow out of it, but maybe I shouldn't considering the last incident, so my advice would be this:
1.to carry with you at all times one of those cardiac arrest machines, you gonna need it.
2. get him to wear a permanent unbreakable bracelet with your name, address and contact number. So when he gets himself into hot water, they know where to bring him back to. Or a tracking device so you can find him, should he go missing.
3. Give the cops his photo with a written warning underneath it saying 'Do not Shoot, it's Meno's child', ha ha ha
You've just gotta love em. Wait until he's got his own kids. One of them is sure to be his double, then he'll know what you and hubby felt like, ha ha ha. Great fun post.
I LOVE your ideas! Especially the carry-all cardiac machine. I could certainly put that one to good use! And yes, he DOES need a tracking device. I should probably have a micro chip put into him just like people do for their pets. Oh, and I DO hope he ends up with a child just like himself--maybe then he would understand why I go through so much hair dye....
DeleteMust be something about Thanksgiving babies (she was born two days before), because everyone tells me Lily (my second) is going to give me a run for my money. She is the sweetest, but man she is clever and can usually tell she is up to no good!! Could so relate to this one Marcia and she isn't even three yet, lol!! :)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, you may be onto something here! Well, take a look at Rum Punch Drunk's advice above and you might have a chance of survival if she turns out anything like my son!
DeleteThis is perfect. I've had a couple like this, but one was a girl.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I could survive a couple of kids like this one. Forget the gray hair--I'd be dead by now from cardiac arrest!
DeleteMy older son was born just around Thanksgiving too. But unlike yours, he didn't want to come out. He had to be pushed, pulled, begged and pleaded with for hours on end. And apparently he's still angry cause he's been punishing me ever since. I bet I have just as many white hairs as you do, my friend.
ReplyDeleteThen that must mean you are going through as many bottles of hair dye a year as I am!
Deletelol love the baptizing via toilet brush...
ReplyDeleteGross but true tales from the Doyle house!
DeleteI love kid's who add "excitement" to life! LOL! Your son is adorable. And those baby pics? FUHGEDDABOUTIT! He was SO SO SO cute!
ReplyDeleteYou know, it has been awhile since I looked at his baby pictures--and selecting the ones for this post brought it all back---he really was adorable! Hard to believe what was hidden behind that sweet exterior!
DeleteHe sounds like a normal boy to me. He sure was cute when he was a baby!!
ReplyDeleteNormal? I have another son and he wasn't ANYTHING like this one! I couldn't have survived more than one like that! Thank God I also have 2 gigs who balance it all out.
DeleteI so feel your pain on this one! A couple years ago on summer vacation, my son and I were responsible for a US/Canada border shutdown because he packed along an air rifle to practise shooting on his uncles acreage and we subject to a random search. It was all very exciting for him, I had extra gray hair at the end!
ReplyDeleteOh my God I would have died on the spot! That sounds EXACTLY like something my son would have done!
DeleteWhat a wonderful post. He sounds so adventurous and fun and I'm glad he's protective of you, although he may end up being the death of you!! The good news is that he's the youngest, which means no more up and comers to follow in his footsteps of mayhem!! Sounds like you have a wonderful family and he's given you lots of memories!!
ReplyDeleteI don't know about the fun part---I'm lucky I still have hair on my head!!!
DeleteGreat job as usual Marcia! I got a couple gray hairs just reading this.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Traci! Hopefully you won't have to go through any of this with your kids!
DeleteSounds like a great kid. Great post Marcia. XOXO
ReplyDeleteWanna adopt him?
DeleteWhat a great post!! Your son is lucky to have you as his momma :)
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Awww, thanks, BreAnne! I hope he realizes it, too!
DeleteBeautiful...simply beautiful..a lovely journey along the years.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Unikorna. Nice to see you back here again!
DeleteWhat an awesome story... Truly enjoyed!!! Had to laugh at the "nail-biting." Been there, done that!!!
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Oh, I'm so glad you liked it, Slu!! I was even more surprised that my son didn't freak out over it like I thought he might! I'll head over to your site now---you've got me curious. Thanks for the shout out! XOXO
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ReplyDeleteI always say, the children that give us the most grief will turn out to be the adults that better our world. They are born with old souls. You have been through it, lady! I bet he loves you even more for loving him through it. You know, I have a picture of my youngest in his Michigan shirt with a cast on his arm. It's going to be a long road... :) XOX
ReplyDeleteHe does feel like an old soul, and people say the same about me. Maybe that's why we always butt heads so often. He drives me to distraction at times--few people have angered me as much as this child of mine, and yet I can't help but to admire his strength, stubbornness and confidence--wish I'd had more of it when I was his age!
DeleteOh my goodness. What a dare devil you have. I'm going to keep your number handy for when my boys are teens. Sounds like you know how to servive it all.
ReplyDeleteJust get ready by buying your wine by the case and keep a lot of tequila on hand--but you'd better hide it because that's just one more thing they'll go after to give you additional gray hairs.
DeleteLol will do!
DeleteXoxo
Wow! The resemblance in the first baby picture, to your profile pic on the right, is amazing. He's definitely got your eyes.
ReplyDeleteGoodness, I could feel the gray hairs on my own head, approaching as I read through this, though the sentence, " you have a problem when your kid giggles over a little jolt of electricity running through his body", was pure gold.
It's a testimony to you and your husband, that with all the unflinching love, support and patience than he received, he was able to turn his life around. Still got goosebumps from reading this. :)
Awwww...thanks, Lily! That means a lot to me! Yeah, he definitely tested our patience and our parenting skills. We haven't always been on the same page as to how to handle him--I tend to be tougher---but whatever we did it seems to have worked--he is turning out to be a fine, young man. And he certainly keeps our life....interesting.
DeleteI laughed so much reading this, but I also totally cried. I have a son like this, only as he's gotten older its gotten less funny and more stressful :/ Anyhow, your running away story made me bawl because my son was missing once too; not a run away, he got lost, but he was 5 and I was panic stricken. I could totally picture your husband falling in the back yard, and what that must've done to you on so many levels. When my son was missing and we were looking, my ever-laid-back ex-husband looked at me and said "call 911", and it was a whole new level of panic. It's great that your son has you for a mom; I think you're doing splendid!
ReplyDeleteP.S. I think hair dye should be buy 1 get 1 free for moms at all times.
That must have been a terrifying moment for you!!! I aways worried about that when my kids were young. I got chills when you mentioned your ex telling you it was time to call 911. I remember that same, sick feeling when it came down to doing that. And it is so sweet of you to say that I am doing a good job with him. Every day is a challenge, that's for sure--and I know you understand where I am coming from. And YES, I need a 2 for 1 deal on the damn hair dye--especially since i have two-tone hair---I go though gallons of the stuff!
DeleteSweet Baby Jesus! In reading about you, your family, and your life, I realize that you are a STRONG woman, but oh.my.god!! As funny and entertaining as this was, I don't know how you survived! Fo realz. As I continued to read, my butt continued to pucker more and more. God bless you, woman!
ReplyDeleteOn a different note: I HAD to recognize you...again...with the Epically Awesome Award. I do not expect you to go thru all the guidelines all over AGAIN. But, I did want to give you a shout out on my blog, bc I think you are an incredibly talented writer, as well as a stellar human being. Naturally, when I ventured over here to let you know, I saw you had a new post up. I just had to chuckle to myself only two paragraphs or so in, bc the more I learn about you, the more i see a very cool commonality between us. Apparently, we were writing from a parallel plain yesterday, bc in my acceptance post, not only do i bring up Native American names, but I ALSO bring up practical jokes...and poop (of course, I always bring up poop).
Anyhoo, great post, as usual...and pls know that yours is one of my very favorite places to visit in the Blogdom!
Now I'm blushing. This comment is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said about Meno Mama and I am totally flattered. I think you are a very skilled writer and I am just so happy that you are back writing! I also want to say thank you to you for the award--that was so sweet of you and I will proudly display your name next to it on my sidebar. In the near future I promise to write another awards post. Seriously though, I was having a crappy day today until I read this comment. You are one hell of a lady and now I totally love you! <3
DeleteI love this post! I have one of those boys, he always seems to be hurting himself or getting into trouble. He keeps me on my toes that's for sure, so it's nice to know I'm not alone and that it probably will never end. I featured you as my favorite blog of the week! If you want to check it out: http://www.adventureintodomesticland.com/2013/04/fridays-fave-21.html
ReplyDeleteOh WOW, thank you, Alice!!! I am honored!!! So you too, have a rebel child, huh? You might want to start stocking up on hair dye, because those grays will start to sprout when he becomes a teenager!! Thanks again for the feature---you just brought a big ol' smile to my face!
DeleteThat was GREAT! I wasn't sure at times if I was reading about myself or your son, some of the similarities are uncanny. I really like hearing you talk about your family, the pride and love you have for all of them is always unmistakable. I really enjoyed this one.
ReplyDeleteGreat Pictures too!!!
DeleteAnd I'll bet you have some great stories to tell about your boyhood, too! My favorite picture is the last one--we were inside one of the largest teepees in the USA at a museum in Tallahassee last summer--my boy stood up on the platform and when he raised his arms, the light came through the opening at the top of the tepee--I grabbed my camera and snapped the shot! Thanks for coming by, Jon. Always happy to see you here!
DeleteLily's right, he looks just like you. Can you see it?
ReplyDeleteThat is SO funny! No--I swear, I think he looks like my husband. He doesn't have my coloring at all---he has dark, curly hair and super dark, brown eyes, whereas I am fair, blonde and blue-eyed. But yes, we both have that round face ad I think the same mouth. Of course he would HATE to hear that we look anything alike!!
DeleteThat face is yours! It's funny how moms can't see it. You look like twins!
DeleteI read this post on my android phone on the way to work... I couldn't comment a the time and I had to hold back the laughter. Neither one of my daughters were all that daring... although my oldest did decide to not come home one weekend, I had the RCMP out looking for her and I called every one of her friends parents... she turned out awesome when she grew up but boy did she love to scare me and push all my buttons.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you son has some outlets for all that energy :)
As always I have been entertained, thank you :)
She was gone the whole weekend? Yeah, that would totally freak me out! Happy to hear you girls turned out fine--so there IS hope for my son after all?!?
DeleteMy husband's family says his mother is nuts because a) she has been married to first his father and then his stepfather and b) she has had to endure my husband for 18 years. This post explains a lot... ;-) Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThe teen years are the worst....just you wait and see.....you'll be standing next to me in the hair dye aisle at the drug store!
DeleteI have a son too and I totally relate! Great post!
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DeleteOh my gosh, this makes me scared for when my boys grow up!! Gotta love those sweet boys. :)
ReplyDeleteYou're right--I tend to have such a soft spot for both my boys!
DeleteIf I'd pulled that running away thing my mother would also have begged God to return me safe and sound - then she would have K*I*L*L*E*D me. I 'ran away' a few times when I was a kid, mostly hiding for a few hours at the most to give my mother a scare when I was angry about something, and those were in the days before Amber Alerts so there were never any police involved. You should have killed your husband, too, for that spectacularly brainless move with the pellet gun disguised as an AK-47 ;P
ReplyDeleteBelieve me, I wanted to! Shoulda aimed right between his legs....
DeleteBeautifully written, Marcia. I really enjoyed reading this. Your love for your son shines through it all. It amazes me that children are all such individuals right from the start. It's beautiful when you are able to recognize their individuality and to love them for who they are. It's clear that you have figured this out. Your husband, on the other hand, I...am...mad...at...him!!
ReplyDeleteHahaha! That seems to be the general consensus. Today my son had out the electric drill....I just had to walk away because I really don't want to know what he is up to next...
DeleteI have one, too! My son just turned 7 and we've been to the hospital for stitches at least once a year if not more. Including his first trip for stitches before he was a year old! He got staples in his head after successfully splitting his head open jumping on a beach towel he laid on our carpeted living room floor. His feet just came out from under him and down he went on the back of his head. Staples. He split his forehead open and they glued it together and then 2 hours later he's eating dinner and blood is casually running down his forehead and we got to go back for more glue. Keeps me on my toes, that one!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! You definitely have a cat with nine lives!!!!
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DeleteNow I'm scared! My daughter seems to slowly becoming one of those but until now, I refused to accept this might be the case :)
ReplyDeleteThat's a great, funny post, I love it!
You'll have to watch her carefully--if she starts picking up weird habbits that include sharp tools or dangerous stunts, then you too, have a cat with nine lives!
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ReplyDeleteI hardly know where to begin in my comments. One of my sons arrived early, too. Another son announced to me, "I know what you mean, Mom" after sticking a key in an electrical outlet. And, unfortunately, I can relate to your "confused tangle of relief and outrage" line, also--though it was a daughter who ran away.
ReplyDeleteOn the bright side, I've learned that it is possible for spirited children to grow up to become responsible young adults. I've survived/enjoyed 4 teens so far. The 5th is 17 now, and I definitely see the light at the end of the tunnel. Hang in there!
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Ahhh...so you know EXACTLY what I am going through! And you have FIVE children after all this? You are a BRAVE WOMAN!!!!!
DeleteLOLllll! Your right everyone has a child like that even though I must say...your take the cake. I thought my son came up with some stuff...God Bless You! I am not so sure if it gets much better even when all grown up...but i must say that it is a special spirit that we would not want broken, just channeled in another way....lol
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yes---correct--it's important that we don't break his spirit--he needs that freedom to explore and become the man he is meant to be!
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What a wonderful, touching tribute to your son. You write the best things over here. :)
ReplyDeleteAwwww...thanks, Rosey. I just love seeing you here...and you always make me feel special...thank you!!!
DeleteOh, bless you woman!!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks and XOXO.... love you!
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ReplyDeleteI'm going to pretend like I never read this post, because I don't want to know what I possibly have in store for me as a mother of a boy. I prefer to take the ostrich head in the sand approach, and drink heavily until he gets a responsible job and is able to pay his own bills.
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I can only imagine how scared you must have been to receive that amber alert that day. I'm glad he was okay then and still is now!
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And that's only the story of ONE of your kids. You have others...
ReplyDeleteReally funny post except for the not funny stuff.
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Thanks for the follow and the invite to the hop! I will definitely check it out!
DeleteI loved this blog - so behind on my blog reading. I wish I was as adventurous as your boy, however I was a very good girl whilst at home. Once I turned into an adult that's when I became the grey hair causer :)
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Thanks for coming by, Megan! I just posted a new blog today 5/6 about my boy again that you might enjoy!
DeleteHi there, this story of an entertaining life has stimulated quite the discussion. I think I would have rung his neck after that little disappearing act! Kids are wildly unpredictable but you gotta love em! Your love is displayed through out this amazing post. Good share for your feature today. Happy SITS day. I hope you enjoy!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the kind comment! And yes, I wanted to ring his neck!
DeleteOh my heart would have stopped after several of these! He sounds like a great kid though that is going to do wonderful things with his life!
ReplyDeleteHe really is a cool kid despite driving me crazy!
DeleteOMH! My Daughter is 5 and we've been to hospital twice - once to get a sucker stick out her nose and once to glue her eye back together. We didn't go to the hospital for the shiner that shut her eye after playing with a friend, but I was ready with the keys...
ReplyDeleteThank goodness they grow up and leave the house so you at least don't have to see the drama enfold - you just get called in for the fixing.
OMG you have been through so much already with your daughter. Yeah, I see some more hospital trips in your future if she is anything like my son...
DeleteOh my gosh! My oldest is a little like this (he is only four) but you are a strong mama to deal with so much! He sounds like a really cool kid though. Enjoy your SITS day!
ReplyDeleteSo you know exactly what I am going through Lol!
DeleteBeing a parent is so tough and scary. You handle it well though and you told that story beautifully!
ReplyDeleteAwww.... thanks for the kind words, Kelly!
DeleteMost of the blog was funny--not the running away. You are so lucky and blessed he was found. Enjoy your SITS Day.
ReplyDeleteYes-- even though he drives me crazy I love him to bits and I feel blessed to have him safe at home now!
DeleteOh my! My son seems like a boy scout now, lol. No wonder you have such a finely developed sense of humor! Happy SITs Day!
ReplyDeleteHumor is what gets me through it!
DeleteOh my gosh! I don't think I would have survived any of those incidents, much less all of them!!
ReplyDeleteYou'd be surprised at how strong you suddenly become when you go through a crisis with your child.
DeleteOh your site is just LOVELY!!!! I love the precious glittery heart that becomes my little pointer when I am reading!!! What an awesome tribute to your son here. Oh dear LORD, I pray I don't have my son earn nine lives as he gets older!!! Already sprouting enough grays in 7 years! ;)
ReplyDeleteEverybody loves that heart curser! Yes--hopefully your boy will be a little tamer than mine....
DeleteI'm yet a parent, but I can only imagine what you must have gone through with all of his accidents and running away. I'm glad he has made it safely through them all--it does indeed sound like he has many lives!
ReplyDeleteIt certainly changes your perspective on life!
DeleteOh boy! Your hubby seems to have quite the brilliant ideas...a knife and a gun? What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger...you and your son are quite the strong duo. Great tribute to him. Happy SITS Day!
ReplyDeleteThank you Hope for the kind words. I like the thought of my son and I together being a strong duo!
DeleteI am not a parent (unless you consider my dog a child lol) I can't imagine the things you've gone through but your son sounds like a great kid who has two very loving parents! I loved reading your story :) visiting you from SITS
ReplyDeleteMy pug is like a baby to me, too! Now that my other 3 kids are all grown and out of the house, I have the 17 year old and the pug--who is really like a wild toddler to me and I adore him!
DeleteI loved this post and reading about your son. Bless your heart, you had your hands full with this one!
ReplyDeleteHappy SITS Day!
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ReplyDeleteI'm glad that your son has so many lives!!
The run-away story freaks me out a bit (my boys are just now 12 & 14) - I would probably have to be medicated from now on if one of them ever ran away!!
Hahaha! Yes, 14 was not a fun age with him but he is much better now and we have a close relationship!
DeleteMy Mr. Amazing was once a teenager who sounds much like your son. He sure did keep his mom on her toes! In my experience (with a few 9-lifers) is that the great majority of these boys grow up to be amazing insightful men. Sounds to me like you are just the kind of mom to foster that truth in him :)
ReplyDeleteOh thank you! Such awesome words! Yes, I do believe he will one day become an amazing adult and make us very proud!
DeleteOh, Marcia, what a wonderful, challenging, amazing, scary, entertaining, adventerous, lively and totally unique person you've raised. Kudos both to you and your husby. And to your son. My adventurous boy just turned 25. And he and his wife just announced baby number two. And on it goes...
ReplyDeleteI am so happy for you---congrats! Grandkids are the best!
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ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, I have heart palpitations just reading this! Funny stuff but I don't know how your not completely grey!!
ReplyDeleteI go through a LOT of hair dye, Lol! Thanks for stopping by!
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