a weekend with m'boy

[sistawendy]

If you'll recall, m'boy is spending every other weekend with me in Seattle now. He managed to get some time alone with my laptop, partly by whining that he'd misplaced his iPod. Naturally, I checked his browser history afterward: some wikipedia entries, followed by "nudist girls" (not "nude girls"*) and photos to match.

He didn't know I could look at his history. He thought his mother was pulling his leg when she said that was possible. I'm a bit disappointed he didn't know how to wipe it. He repeatedly begged me not to tweet about it, thereby reminding me about it so I could blog it for you.

When I told Nibs about this, she expressed relief. I don't blame her: that's what she & I do when confronted with evidence that our son is developing like other boys his age.


*I take full responsibility for warping my son's mind. For years I've called him "nudist Buddhist boy" as a variant of "nudie booty boy".

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Nibs sent email on Thursday that he'd been complaining to one of his two (!) shrinks that

1. I wasn't allowing him enough choice in what we did over the weekend.
2. Walking up Phinney Ridge to Red Mill was too hard.
3. Walking around Green Lake is boring.
4. In fact, we walk too much when he's here.
5. He misses his dog when he's at my place, so could I please ask my landlord for some kind of short-term exemption?

This made me seethe for a day, to the point that my top advised against restraints when she beat on my that night. Boy, did I need that flogging. Dear Bob, the whining. My responses were

1. Sure, no problem. We'll discuss.
2. Seriously? A three-block climb to the best burger in town is too much? Let me tell that to the homeless kids at Lambert House.
3. I need the exercise and Green Lake is as convenient as it is beautiful. There will still be walks around Green Lake from time to time, just not as many.
4. Whatever happened to my little environmentalist boy? Sheesh.
5. I miss dawg luvins too, but I don't miss dog hair. Neither do I want to be seen as a schnorrer by my new landlord.

Remarkably, Nibs was fine with all this. She thinks it may just be my son's usual difficulty in adjusting to new realities, and I concur.

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I need to find out if the parking at my building really is just for residents. The spaces are often full late at night when I need one.

Comments

[kathrynt.livejournal.com]

Well, if you want reassurances that he's developing normally, you can certainly add the whining to that list. ;-)

[sistawendy.livejournal.com]

Truer words would be hard to speak. I can hear my father's ghost having an apoplectic fit.

[serpentmoon.livejournal.com]

I agree, the Wendling sounds like any other kid his age. I remember one time when my daughter not only put up a huge fuss, but also accused me of being a *bad parent* for not taking her to McDonald's. lol She was old enough to know McD's is junk food...so... yeah. Teenagers!