Topic: Momma's Lover Dover
You'd think that since I, having conceived, birthed and raised Cale, that I'd not be surprised when he acted like me. YOU'D THINK. But each and every time he mocks me or makes me feel like I'm looking in the mirror, I'm surprised. I even get a tad ticked off when my parents say, "Huh. . .wonder who he gets THAT from!" Yep, I hate to hear that. I just want to shout back, "LISTEN HERE!!! YOU RAISED ME!!! I ACT JUST LIKE YOU THEREFORE HE ACTS LIKE YOU AND IT'S YOUR FAULT AND YOU SHOULD BE LOCKED UP FOR BEING SUCH A SMART BUTT!!!!" Yeah, but I don't.
Regardless, every day comes with at least one good, hearty, gut filled laugh from none other than myself. And today's is worth blogging about.
We were getting Cale dressed. . .we being myself and Cale. . .and he said he wanted to wear his big boy underwear. We recited the rules of big boy underwear as he pulled them up and patted his car covered pee-pee and smiled. Next in line. . .pants. I said, "Dude!! Cale!! Let's wear these new fleece pants. Aren't they cool?" To which he replied with BRIGHT eyes and a HUGE smile, "YEP!!" Rock on. . .the kid gets it. So we get them on his LOOOOOONG legs and I go to pull them up, while reciting the everyday lingo of pant-pulling-up. "Cale, Stand up for a sec so I can pull your pants up. Cale. . .Cale. . .LISTEN. Focus!!" I look down to see what has captured his attention so much so that he can't leave it alone. Once again, I shouldn't be surprised to a bit of LINT sticking out between two of his toes was what caused the overwhelming urge to disregard my now stern voice.
"Cale. . .stand up. CALE. STAND. UP." As his hiney finally hit the pad, and his long lean fingers reached down to grab that piece of lint with his name on it, he matter of factly said to me, "Hold on a minute Momma."
Uh. Excuse me?? So I said, "CALE! Did you just tell me to hold on a minute??!!??" And with lint in hand he said again so 16-year-old-like, "Yes. Hold on a minute." He finally stood up, tossed the piece of lint aside and pulled his own pants up then looked me in the face and said, "Hello Momma" as if rejoining the living world again. Once I figured out exactly what had just happened, it became rather funny and comical. Hold on a minute. . . .I can't believe he said that. I'm in shock at how much he IS like me!!
Lord. . .I pray that you make this next one calm, and lax and cut out some of the smart butt-ness. . .I beg of you!!
