Oct 22 2008
My Little Boy Is Growing Up (A Mom’s Complaint)
OK – some of you guys know that Crimson Avenger is my son. He’s 12, but instead of being in the 7th grade like most 12 year olds, he’s in the 9th. Yep. First year of high school. He’s been 2 years ahead of himself for a while – and it’s been going well. Until just a week ago.
Last week, I was laying down sick as a dog. (I’m still sick, but that’s another story). I hear coming out of the livingroom my son laughing so hard I’m afraid he’s going to hurt himself. I mean – he’s ROARING! Its so raucous that I drag myself out of bed to go see what the heck is so funny. Know what he was watching? Stephen Colbert.
Stephen FRACKING Colbert. My 12 year old son. I stood there in utter dismay, trying to understand this. When did my son get old enough to watch Stephen Colbert? Did I give him permission to watch Stephen Colbert? Who told him he could watch Comedy Central? Since when?
To put this in context – earlier that same morning, I once again found myself grumbling at the fact that he ran out the door to catch the school bus, and forgot to turn the tv off. That meant that Jimmy Neutron was left to watch itself. Jimmy Neutron. Which comes on after Fairly Odd Parents.
Keep in mind, that I can’t keep the kid still long enough to watch the debates. He watches with one eye on the debates, and one eye and both hands on the Nintendo DS. For about 5 minutes, and then he’s had enough of that, and goes to his room to watch the Nintendo DS with both eyes and hands. This is the same kid who informed me last week, with some degree of solemnity, that he’d voted in the Nick Kids vote. For Obama, of course. I’ve been taking his 12 year old interest in stride, watching with a touch of pride, at his gradual maturation. And then, Stephen Colbert happened.
Where’s that finger drumming icon when you really need it. If you could see me, I’ve got the most annoyed face on my face right now…
Today, I got up to look at a bentley and a farrari. Cars. I thought this was an E! type of thing, but no… this was a program called “My dork boyfriend” or some such, on MTV. MTV. I don’t let my son watch MTV. When did he get the idea that he could watch MTV? Who told him this? Do they play Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers on MTV? I grumbled something about disrespectful jerks being rude to parents, and left, because I wasn’t really prepared to deal with this. Now I’ve just discovered that he is watching the Simpsons. I don’t watch the Simpsons, and I’ve never let CA watch the Simpsons, because the Simpsons is not really kids-fare. Somehow or another, he decided all by himself to watch.
OK – the good news is, he got bored with it pretty quickly, and reverted to something on Nick. This is a relief. But I’m registering my official complaint with … with whoever feels like listening. When did my baby boy become a Stephen Colbert, MTV, Simpsons watching… kid? sad.gif
I’m filing this in triplicate, with the powers that be. This is my only little boy, and I think they need to give me just a little more time to catch up…No fair sneaking this in on me while I’m sick.
QT
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