Moms of 6 year old boys
I guess you can never really PREPARE yourself to be the mother of a 6 year old boy.
I guess you could start by putting lizards in your pant pockets and rediscovering them on laundry day, but that would only scratch the surface of what it’s really like to be the mom of a 6 year old boy.
Here is one of my adventures… enjoy!
My kids and I were having lunch with a good friend and her kids. Throughout the lunch my 6 year old son decided he wanted to make everyone at the table laugh. As a 6 year old boy would do, we heard all kinds of sounds, watched as the food on his plate became mere props for his show and captured not only our attention but the attention of the surrounding patrons.
I must have said ‘Please stop’ a few dozen times only to be greeted by a temporary relief in his production.
Finally lunch was over!! We walked outside and I had the following conversation with my son:
Me: Joel, are you a clown?
Joel: No ma’am.
Me: Do you have floppy shoes and curly red hair?
Joel: No ma’am.
Me: Is it your job to make people laugh?
Joel: No ma’am.
Me: The next time you act that way in public I am going to buy you a large, round, red nose that you will have to wear wherever you go. That way when people see you they will know “Oh! Here comes a clown to make me laugh”… Would you like that?
Joel paused for several seconds. I knew I had him thinking about his behavior and I was glad. Then he responded…
Joel: Will it honk?
There is a special place in heaven reserved for mothers who have raised 6 year old boys.
