Bones is 5'2", maybe, and he has HUGE hands and wears a 10 1/2 shoe. For those not in the know, those are big dang feet for a kid that height.
We all joke about it to some degree. His Godmother comes with me to all his performances and she always says something like, "When he sings, I can't get past his hands. They're just SO BIG!"
He got in the car the other day after school and said to me, 'Mom, what is the deal with my hands and feet?'
I glanced over at him, returning my focus on the road and said, 'You'll grow into them. Hands and feet always grow first, like puppies and paws.'
He looked out the window and then started to grin. He said, "There is this 7th grader that thinks it's a riot. Whenever he sees me in the hall, he walks with his feet out wide and his hands way out, like they're so big. It's really funny..."
Today I said to him, "So, is that kid still walking funny with his hands out when he sees you?" to which Bones replied with a smile, "Oh yeah, but now he calls me, Mr. Clown".
Why do girls keep writing all over my sons? What the heck is up with that?
For the last few days, Bones has gotten in my car covered in marker... his hands and his arms.
He got in the car today, I took a deep breath and said, "You are thin. You are white. But I don't see any blue lines. Why are they mistaking you for a piece of paper?"
He said nothing.
I continued, "What is with these girls writing all over you? Every day, hearts, flowers, "I was here", X marks the spot... What gives?"
And then I said under my breath, "They probably all look alike too..." since I have this thing that all teenage girls look alike.
He got all huffy and said, 'NO! They don't. Mikaela is a tiny Asian girl. Kirsten is a medium sized white girl. And Kaley is tall, thin, and black...'
"Well, there you go then. You have United Nations writing all over you..."
Last year, T had some girl that used to write on the back of his neck. In GREEN. He'd come home and there would be a green dot or a green flower at his hairline.
It made me NUTS.
As we got out of the car I said to Bones, "Tell them your Mom said you aren't paper..."
He replied, "Right."Posted by Boudicca at January 30, 2013 09:57 PM