Can you tell me how to get back to Sesame Street?

The teen-ager known as Boy, Esq. celebrates his 15th birthday today. It is remarkable really, considering how many of our friends had bet against us surviving the honeymoon, let alone managing to raise a child to maturity.

It is apparently not necessary to know what you are doing in this regard. It just works out.

One day he is sitting there glaring at you in his Sesame Street t-shirt and Thomas the Tank Engine underwear and the next thing you know he is glaring at you over the pool table, a handsome boy with a wicked bank shot, who still does not like to have his picture taken, but whose mother has learned to shoot fast and ask questions later.

He still can not make toast or remember which day to take the garbage out, but walking, talking, reading, tying his shoes, riding a bike and sinking the eight ball in the corner pocket? We're taking credit.  We also accept cash.

 

Comments

[Sue]

I've always wondered how you and Bossy can post pictures of your kids without becoming victims of matricide. Do you rent them or something?

[Suburban Kamikaze]

I am pretty sure Bossy pays her kids. What else explains all the cooperation? I have to hide in the bushes like the paparazzi. Even so, I am regularly forced to use stunt doubles.

SK

[Audubon Ron]

Happy BDay B.E. (Not sure why but I'm feeling very acronymic today."

[nthnglsts]

I don't remember the Sesame Street tee shirt but it sure was a fast path from jumping up and down on the roof of the SUV to driving it. I mean, people talk about having kids like it's some big commitment but really, they are grown and gone before you can even pay off the house....

[Suburban Kamikaze]

Certain parts go by way too fast. Others really should be much shorter, for sanity's sake.

SK

[Forgotten]

Awwww, I have a little cousin I could hook him up with...mostly just to get rid of the little cousin. ;-) (She thinks my name is ATM.)

Anywho, Happy Belated Birthday, Boy, Esq.! (I'm always late for these things. Sorry.)

[eurolush]

A belated happy birthday to Boy, Esq.

My very own manchild will be turning 15 in March. God help us all.

[Mr Lady]

Fifteen, huh?

It was nice knowing you. :)