Showing posts with label Viking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Viking. Show all posts

Monday, March 11, 2013

The things they say ... Instalment #3

In case you had forgotten; I do have children other than Boo :-P

The reason he gets mentioned so frequently? Simply put, he is home more than his older siblings, which means I get to spend more time with him.

But the other Minions of Chaos are just as entertaining as their littlest brother.

Teenagers are interesting creatures. They can come across as morose, brooding, even.

They sometimes prefer to give off the impression that they don't want or need you around.

But the truth is, they really do; they put up a prickly exterior as if to see if you truly do love them, warts and all.

There's a trick to getting teenagers to talk- usually it involves getting them alone, and often, somewhere NOT AT HOME. Privacy is key.  I have found that some of the best conversations I've had with my teenagers have taken place while we were in the car.

A recent conversation with The Teenaged Son (aka "The Viking") went as follows;

"Mum, how old was Tigger when she got a debit card?"

(I had to ponder this for a minute or two)

"Hmm, about your age, I guess ... Why do you ask, are you wanting a debit card yourself?"

"Yeah ... "

Now, I'm not saying I'm opposed to him having a debit card, but it's a good idea to be fully aware of the motivation behind some requests ...

"Okay, and why do you want one?"

"Well, because having a debit card kind of makes it easier to pay for things when you're out on a date or stuff like that; you know, as an example."

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

(pause)

"So ... is there someone in particular you had in mind for this hypothetical date?"

"Maayybeee ..."

:sniffle:  What happened to my little boy who liked to cuddle on the couch while watching "Little House on the Prairie"?!

They grow up far too quickly ...

Monday, June 4, 2012

Quiet Weekend ...

Himself went out of town this past weekend, and The Boy (aka the eldest) went with him. For a change, it was *not* work-related, they went to Brandon for PrairieCon. Call it a guys' weekend away, if you will. (All indications are that they had a great time, btw. So great, in fact, that they didn't have a moment to call home at all- a transgression for which I would have heard much grief had it been me- but I digress)

The Princess was pretty much gone all weekend herself, between work and plans with friends. This means it was quiet. The younger boys and I passed the time by hanging out with my sister on Friday (which included a dinner out at an amazing vietnamese place, Thanh Huong), Saturday, the boys chilled at home while I went to a coffee meeting around lunchtime, then had a second meeting with good friends while we plotted for world domin- er, planned a suite for an event next spring.

Came home, took Boo to his guitar lesson (wherein he showed off his new guitar pick) and visited with another friend who wasn't up for going to the other two meetings. The boys destroyed the kitchen in the process of making their dinner, but it meant I didn't have to rush home to cook, so I was OK with dealing with the aftermath ...

Sunday we went for a bikeride. Well, Boo and Squeak went with me, the Viking opted to stay home and watch TV "study for his English exam".

We stopped for popsicles on the way back, and since I only remembered about baseball practice after we got home, so we kinda missed that ... Oops!


But I have to admit, it was really nice not to be in a huge time crunch all weekend.



Hmm ... maybe I should send Himself away more often? ;-)