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Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Stuff Not About Naked Barbie

I have 2 boys. They are awesome in many many remarkable ways. As of late, my little one impresses me most with a particular skill. Cockroach killer.

Brady is 3 and the best cockroach killer around. He has a masterful approach and technique.

I'm not exactly sure why, but it requires Vincent's shoes...knee and elbow pads...and a helmet. Then he will proudly puff out his chest, saunter over to me and pat me on the shoulder. With a pitying look on his face he says....

"It's ok mommy....I kill the cockarochies."

I feel so safe and proud as charges out into the dangers of the patio to save me from the world's evils. My hero.




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Vincent is 5. He is afraid of girls. Now when I ask him if he wants to go on a date with Mommy he freaks out and says he is scared. Terrified he will be asked to "kiss" at the end of the date. God forbid. This is the same child that will cry hysterically if I forget to hug and kiss him goodnight.

A few weeks ago we took the kids to see Princess and the Frog with a few other neighborhood kids. One was an adorable blond, blue eyed 5 year old girl named Kate. As we were walking through the mall after the movie, Kate looks at Vincent with quiet determination and grabs his hand. My poor, sweet, pale skinned Vincent turned red over his entire body. Walking ahead of me I noticed his elbows, the backs of his legs, his WHOLE body was flushed with embarrassment. He looked back at me desperately and stretched out his other clammy pink hand and reached for me. It was hard...so so hard...not to point and laugh at him. (Yes. I realize that makes me a bad mother.) But I attempted a very thinly veiled look of sympathy. Then he finally grabbed my hand and said "Mommy! I'm scared!"

And so it begins, son.

Kate had a scowl on her face at this point and tugs on Vincent's other hand. "Vincent...don't you go trying to hold your mommy's hand!"

Can't blame a girl there. I did have mercy on him and held on tight to his sweaty little fingers in a stand of solidarity. Momma's got your back. No worries. As long as we aren't having this issue in 15 years from now, I think we'll be ok.


7 comments:

Ms.L said...

Heeheee when he's a teen you'll look back on this day and wish,he was still like this!

Jenn said...

My son is almost 9 and still hates girls. His only exception are the girls that he happens to be related to, though that's a thin line LOL. He used to say he wanted to be a daddy when he grew up, until he realized a mommy has to be involved LOL

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Jen said...

Hee hee. Of course Brady wants to use Stinky's shoes to kill cockroaches - he's no dummy! :)

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