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Does anybody know what it is that turns adolescent males from sweet little boys to gutter brained almost teens over night. The last few weeks, everytime I say the word it, or thing or other similiar word, my son has to turn it into a sexual reference. He doesn't come right out in say it, but the innuendo and facial expressions indicate exactly what he is thinking. UGH!!
I remember going thru a phase like this at an older age, but not this bad, and I don't remember pulling it on my mom, who would have flipped anyway. But its driving me nuts. The deeper Warren gets into adolescence, the more I feel like i owe my parents an appology for the years 1981-1990 (ages 12-21).
On the otherhand, I am convinced that this kid has the potential to be the next Mr. Goodwrench. I am foreseeing lots of ship classes in high school and middle school. The otherday the alternator belt that I spent $70 repairing and replacing (see prev entries I'm too lazy to look up), came off. I only noticed it when I was on my way home, as the battery wasnt' charging and the heat wasn't working. Warren told me he was working on his bike, (I should have been suspicios I know my son too well), but 30 minutes later he comes in so pround and annouced that he fixed it.
I started the van and sure enough it was working perfectly. He said there was just a nut that was loose, he looked like he had rolled in the van, he was that greasy,but he was so proud of himself, that I had to be too.
He may never be a bookworm like his mom, but the kid's got skills!!! Even if they do come from the M******* (his dad's) genes.
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.