June 04, 2008

Food is #1... but Girls Are Closing In

Obviously we were not eaten by piranhas. It turns out what he was afraid of was… barracudas.

Evidently that little lagoon he of which he was speaking, has some small fish with ‘little teeth’ as he put it. He thinks they are barracuda, but they are not. I don’t think. Next time we all go to that little island, I’ll talk to one of the guys big on fishing as to what the probability of that is, although loyal reader George may know.

Today, I chaperoned the 7th graders on their end of the year field trip, which was to a gaming place. I had four 7th grade boys. This is part of a group I've blogged on before... field trips. I had five boys that time... this time it was just four.

I’m not sure where the hell I’ve been this year. I must be so completely ignorant of my surroundings. A good spy I would not make. Because… as the boys came to my car, I realized, I had some men sized people.

When did they grow? When did the friends of my son start making me hobbit sized?

I’m not kidding, some of these kids have grown a full six inches since I saw them last. Or remember seeing them.

Upon seeing one of them this morning, I said, “You grew!” and he said, “Yes, m’am. It’s been a lot this year.”

No kidding.

But they are boys in men sized bodies. The same goofy things continued in my car. Good grief.

I think the highlight was when the four boys realized their buddy, who I will call Jeff, was behind us in a following car. Jeff had another boy and three girls in his Mom’s car. The boys with me started talking amongst themselves, “It sucks to be him. He’s got all those girls in his car.”

Now honestly, I think they wish I had girls with us. I really do. But there was this bantering about how it sucked to be Jeff.

I looked in my rearview mirror and the four boys were turned around, banging on my rear window, yelling at Jeff who was riding shotgun, as if he could hear, and waving to him.

Jeff sat stoically looking ahead.

The boys banged on the back of the car, waved, hollered, and jumped around… and still, Jeff sat stoically looking ahead.


This went on for about five minutes, with the boys in the asexual mom-mobile acting like the village idiots and the boy in the car following, looking ahead… no response.


And then, from my rear view mirror I saw… Jeff ever so slowly, raise a box of munchkin Dunkin’ Doughnuts, off of his lap, raising it up to face level, so the my boys could see.

They started screaming, “Wait! He has doughnuts! OH.MY.GOD! He has doughnuts.”

And then Jeff, ever so slowly, placed the box down, took one doughnut and stared straight at them as he savored the very first bite.

It was a big production, this doughnut eating… and I laughed my ass off as the boys in the back of the asexual mom-mobile, at first feeling sorry for Jeff as he had ‘girls in his car’, went absolutely nuts because… Jeff had doughnuts.

They are 13. It is still all about food… although I strongly suspect girls are coming into play.

I got voted ‘the Coolest Mom’. I think they are kiss ups and full of crap. They kept swearing it was true. I have to say though… those four boys are a funny group of kids.

I’m going to miss them after next year… when they all go their separate ways.

Posted by Boudicca at June 4, 2008 09:43 PM | TrackBack

Even if it's barracudas it's no big thing. I see them all the time when I go diving. Nothing to worry about.

Posted by: Denny at June 4, 2008 09:51 PM

hahaha... now if you had given me Krispy Kreme donuts you would have gotten coolest mom award! ;-)

Posted by: vw bug at June 5, 2008 05:02 AM

I'd give you the coolest blogger award but you'd accuse me of sucking up. ;)

Heh... The kids sound like a lot of fun!

Posted by: pam at June 5, 2008 06:08 AM

I agree with Denny that barracudas are harmless.

They look mean because they swim with their mouths open and lots of teeth showing, but swim towards them and they back off. They just seem to be very curious about what's on "their" reef.

Posted by: George at June 5, 2008 06:17 AM

Aren't 7th graders fun? I deal with them all the time during church activities, and love messing with their heads. I believe I even posted sometime last week about how I extorted a Snickers out of one. A couple of days ago I told another one to watch out for the brain-eating amoebas at camp (he didn't believe me). I also work closely with the 11-year old Boy Scouts as an assistant leader, they're lots of fun too. Too bad I only have four of them.

Posted by: diamond dave at June 5, 2008 02:32 PM

I kept waiting for you to say they mooned Jeff and the girls.

Glad to know they are still interested in just food. Girls will be soon but they will still always come second to food. It's a boy thing.

Posted by: sticks at June 5, 2008 05:52 PM

The year my son turned 13 he grew 6 inches. I literally could not keep up on the clothes and he was in Catholic School so he had to wear a uniform - just try finding a size 28/34 dress pant I dare ya. (he was actually a 26/27 waist but there was no way...) heh.

And yes, food is still way more important at least for the next few years... LOL.

Posted by: Teresa at June 5, 2008 11:37 PM

I think it's funny the other car had food. I kept a cooler of snacks and water for the longer field trips, especially when it was a long day outdoors. When I knew we would have some boys in my daughter's group, I made sure to pack all our Calvin and Hobbes books. What a difference that made.

We are still experiencing the growing... another quarter inch since his Feb birthday(15y). I think the feet have finally stopped. Whew. It's not easy locating size seventeen football cleats out on the southern pacific coast.

Posted by: cin at June 6, 2008 01:33 AM

The Calvin and Hobbes book idea is great! Bored kids are trouble waiting to happen! I have to tell you about a road trip we took one time. Our daughter had been wanting to get her hair cut, and had bought a magazine with pictures of women's hair styles in it. The hair cut accomplished, she had left the magazine in the car.

One of the boys found the magazine and a pen and proceeded to draw horns and a beard on the cover model. It progressed from there, with all of the kids handing the magazine around in turns and making over the faces inside. Of course they had to one up each other, so it got outrageous (and, yes, kind of crass). But it was better than listening to them pick at each other and complain. I think sometimes the best fun is cheap and stupid. I thought it was fairly resourceful. I can picture astronauts stuck in a space station doing something like this ...

Posted by: PeggyU at June 6, 2008 11:32 AM

Funny you should talk about dounuts, but today is

National Dounut Day. I am absoloutely serious.

Posted by: RP Moscato at June 6, 2008 07:34 PM