June 06, 2011

Happy Birthday, Bones, 12

Today is Bones' birthday. He turned 12...

Bones' recap for this year... things I might not have posted.

He rarely calls me Mom. He calls me Dearest. I found it odd at first, but the part that is nice is if we're in a group of kids with Moms... I know when he's looking for me.

His feet are bigger than mine. The kid has some seriously ugly feet. They look like flippers. They're long and boney and the second toe is scads longer than the big toe. I laugh every time I see them.

This time last year, we were celebrating his acceptance to the Art Middle School. There was anticipation and trepidation. Trepidation for him at the thought of going to a new school and making new friends. Trepidation for me that it would not be all we needed it to be.

It was all that... and more. For the first time in two years, Bones bloomed. He flourished in his new school. He made friends, did well in classes, and had teachers that actually liked him and coaxed him along. I received personal email from teachers when he wasn't handing things in, from teachers who cared enough to let me know as they could sense this was his struggle. Forget this computer automated 'log in and check your kids' grades' crap, they actually took the time to let me know when there were issues, before I saw it in his grades.

We had highs... like the most amazing math teacher known to 6th grade, who taught math from not just doing and talking, but having the kids visualize and key in on things. For instance, he brought a wizard's hat in and named the wizard PEMDAS for the order of operations, explaining them as well. When the kids who needed a visual cue saw the wizard's hat they remembered... "PEMDAS".

When they went to two step equations, where the order was reversed, he taped the hat upside down on the ceiling so the visual cue would be... the opposite... SADMEP.

Bones, who failed math in 5th grade, made As and Bs. Bones does not have a math disability. He just needed a different teacher that could relate in different ways. It was amazing.

We had lows... like his getting a detention in PE. WHO gets a detention in PE? WHO?!

And his recent crash and burn during an important audition for the elite chorus at the school. He didn't make the cut, being the only 6th grade boy who tried out that didn't make it. He was crushed, but has moved on. He knows what he needs to work on now.

He will not ply his trade by singing. He doesn't have an amazing voice with an amazing talent. He has a good voice with good enough talent to warrant him being in the school he's in... which is all we needed.

We needed enough to answer prayers.

He had some sad times this year, like when he realized his friends from his last school were not really his friends. He cried for days.

But we had mostly really happy times, like all his new friends... he had his first girlfriend and I found out through the grapevine, his first kiss. (Loved finding out about that one a few weeks ago... did I blog that?)

And... and some "only Bones" times... that turned out OK, like his buying a condom from a friend and the Assistant Principal calling him in to cough it up... or like the time he made the bus driver stop so he could get out and keep from puking and a cop saw him and stopped him outside the front doors of the bus, as he was bending over trying to not be sick, the cop wondering if he was being bullied on the bus. In reality, he'd just gotten 'car sick', but that would only happen to Bones.

He's been into skinny jeans, some days wearing only red which makes me shake my head... the red crayon. Red skinny jeans, red shoes, red tshirt, red hoody. Who? WHO dresses like that? WHO?

Bones.

And the kids at his school love it and joke about it.

It has been a good year for my bright shiny light of a kid. My star shaped peg has found a hole big enough that he can fit through it no matter the shape he is that day. My bare bellied sneech has fit in with all the star bellied sneeches... and nobody cares he is different.

Yesterday when we were visiting Joe, he grabbed my phone and took a picture of himself, went through my addresses and txt'd it to anyone he knew, including but not limited to, my sister, his brothers, and Son#4.

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I took a quick picture of him today with my phone... he is getting bigger, his face thinner. He's still shorter than me, but I give it two years. I tell people all the time, before Bones, I saw the world in Black and White. With Bones... I see Color.
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He requested a yellow cake with chocolate buttercream icing... lined with chocolate dipped strawberries.
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So, Happy 12th Birthday, Bones. Should all the children be so blessed to be as loved as you are… for if they were, I suspect the problems of this world would be so very different… We love you so.

And if you want to see how much he's changed in this one year... go HERE to the bottom and look at the photo.

Posted by Boudicca at June 6, 2011 08:57 PM
Comments

From a little boy, to a young man. Happy Birthday Bones!

Posted by: Mary at June 6, 2011 10:42 PM

Happy birthday to a kid whose personality transcends the internet! :D

Posted by: PeggyU at June 6, 2011 11:26 PM

Happiest of Birthday Bones. Wow.

Posted by: vwbug at June 7, 2011 05:53 AM

happy birthday bones!

Posted by: wRitErsbLock at June 7, 2011 08:55 AM

Makes me wonder what next year will bring...

He's the only kid in the history of kids going to school who wasn't looking forward to summer break since he loved school so much.

Posted by: Bou at June 7, 2011 10:06 AM

Happy Birthday Bones!
Keep marching to your drummer!

Posted by: Rave at June 7, 2011 10:44 AM

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BONES!!!!!!!!

Posted by: Quality Weenie at June 7, 2011 11:14 AM

Happy Birthday, Bones! :-)

Posted by: pam at June 7, 2011 11:53 AM

Happy Birthday Bones! My "Bones" just turned 11. You two are two of many who make this world great!

Posted by: Jilly at June 7, 2011 06:08 PM

Happy birthday to a wonderful young man!

Posted by: Mrs. Who at June 7, 2011 07:30 PM

Happy birthday, Bones!

He's going to be a bright light in many, many lives.

Posted by: Jean at June 7, 2011 11:11 PM

Happy Birthday Bones! And thanks for all the great blog fodder you give to your mom!

Posted by: diamond dave at June 8, 2011 12:09 AM

... happy birthday to your littlest one!... he's growing like that proverbial weed everyone keeps talking about!....

Posted by: Eric at June 8, 2011 10:51 AM

If I had never met him before, I'd love him just from reading that post. What a terrific kid...he made such a deep impression on me...you are truly blessed. Goodness, he is growing mighty fast too. What a stunningly good looking young man.

Posted by: Erica at June 8, 2011 04:13 PM

BTW, how well does he swim? Our daughter has big feet ... and she is a waterbug! Flipper feet have their advantages, and you should exploit them. :)

Posted by: PeggyU at June 8, 2011 04:40 PM

I knew I liked Bones from the moment I first met him.

"The kid has some seriously ugly feet."

So do I. My podiatrist (a close personal friend) said, "You know what's wrong with your feet? You have monkey shit feet." Really.

Yes, he has a unique way of looking at the world; it's his charm as well as his frustration. But he's wonderful... and so I wish him the happiest of birthdays!

Posted by: Elisson at June 9, 2011 05:09 PM

Wow. I feel old. He should be a kindergartner still. HB Bones!

Posted by: caltechgirl at June 10, 2011 01:37 PM

A belated Happy Birthday Bones! Have a wonderful year!!!

Posted by: Teresa at June 10, 2011 04:36 PM