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.
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Happy Tuesday Everyone.
©June 1/21
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