Time Update

I think that I may be the luckiest mom in the world.
I know we all think that about our kids and while there are days when I wonder what I was thinking when I decided that hey I wanna be a mom I am fairly confident it is apparent how much I adore T.
I have fought long and hard for the relationship that we have.
We can talk and laugh about everything and anything.
When we need to be serious when I am upset/annoyed we talk.
Well I talk and walk.
He listens and absorbs.
I have never had to ground him.
So either I am not finding out what he is up to or I have a good kid.
Mind he has not yet become a teenager that may change in 3-4 months.
Last week I wrote about having to sign off on the sensitive lessons they will be taking in health class.
I have been asking him every day when it is.
It is today folks so I will have an update tomorrow and T has promised that at most it will be one phone call.
He will rein in the rest of his material until outdoors and away from the teachers.
I am kidding.
He was really confused yesterday when I asked if he had had his class yet.
I have not told him that I have been getting questions from my blogging friends about how it went.
Last night I again asked him.
When T wanted to know why I was so interestested I told him I also need to know what gaps I will have to fill in later.
T: What is masturbation mom?
Me: Self -pleasuring. Should I go further?
T: We don’t need to have this conversation
Me: Well do we need to talk about this?
T: No…..no…..no….mom it would be less creepy if my principal put his hand on my knee and explained sex to me.
Me (beginning to laugh): Oh you would rather have your father explain it to you?
T: Mom at least he would be drunk and not remember what he said to me.
Me (laughing): Ok I just have one thing to say…..
T: Mom…..
Me: Just clean up after yourself. If you use kleenex throw it in the garbage. A piece of clothing throw it in the laundry. I do not want to be finding piles of kleenex under your bed.
T (laughing): Mom I will clean up like….(casting around)the kitchen counters.
Me (tears I am laughing so hard) OMG that means there are piles forming as we speak.
T (laughing holding his stomach): Mom you know what I mean!!!!
I cannot give him the logistics.
I can make it normal for him like sex/menstruation/menopause all the facts and know how of the physical human body.
And by introducing these topics into conversations in a general way and joking about them makes it easier for him to come to me with larger issues.
As all know T does not fall far from the sarcasm tree.
He has even gotten as good as imbuing it into his text messages.
Which then goes right over my head.
Happy Tuesday Everyone.
©June 1/21
Pictures are my own
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