This is my 14 year old grand-hormone, J-Man. If any of you have ever lain awake at night wondering what I looked like as a kid (come-on, you know you have) there it is. He is a mini-me…in more ways than one.
I have been open in dealing with the kids and their questions. Depending on the need to know, the seriousness of the question or the reason dictates how deep the answer goes.
Like last night he was in the basement apartment talking to my step-son and daughter-in-law. Something was said or someone was called a douche-bag. He wanted to know what one was, but Laura and Steven didn’t know how to answer so they told him to ask us. Memaw (Judy) stuttered and tried to come up with an answer. I just told him what one was and why it is used.
He just said, “Really? Eweeee!” and went back down stairs. No big deal.
All this is leading up to the reason for the post. We (mom, dad, and me) have been kidding him about ‘chocking the chicken’ and ‘spackling the ceiling.’ He just laughs and looks a little embarrassed - but he never denied it.
So when I picked the two heathens up for the weekend, J-Man walks up to me with his chest out and proudly said, “Pawpaw, I have put the Master in Masturbating.”
I had tears in my eyes. I was so proud of him. It is so inspiring to see your grandkids excel in something. It makes we want to try harder.