I'm the Parent of a Middle Schooler
Even though I can't pick him up anymore, I still think of my 11-year-old son Mr. O as being like this:
Well, that cuddly baby graduated from fifth grade yesterday. Nowadays he really he looks like this:
He's soooo handsome in his suit. His little brother, Mr. T. cleans up nicely, too. And nope, they're not babies anymore.
We've read a bunch of books and had plenty of level-headed discussions about puberty over the past year but in August when O starts sixth grade I want to staple a sign to his forehead. It'll read, "Dear Girls: My mother said you have to ignore me so I can focus on my schoolwork."
His going to middle school also amps up all my anxieties about what happens to boys of color in America as they get older--when folks stop saying they're adorable and start being afraid of them. Sigh.
Also, telling people I'm the mom of a sixth grader makes me sound old as heck. All the worrying--and vanity--aside, I'm just grateful I've been blessed with such a wonderful son. Grateful to get to love him and raise him to make a difference in the world. I really can't wait to see what comes next for him.
Well, that cuddly baby graduated from fifth grade yesterday. Nowadays he really he looks like this:
He's soooo handsome in his suit. His little brother, Mr. T. cleans up nicely, too. And nope, they're not babies anymore.
We've read a bunch of books and had plenty of level-headed discussions about puberty over the past year but in August when O starts sixth grade I want to staple a sign to his forehead. It'll read, "Dear Girls: My mother said you have to ignore me so I can focus on my schoolwork."
His going to middle school also amps up all my anxieties about what happens to boys of color in America as they get older--when folks stop saying they're adorable and start being afraid of them. Sigh.
Also, telling people I'm the mom of a sixth grader makes me sound old as heck. All the worrying--and vanity--aside, I'm just grateful I've been blessed with such a wonderful son. Grateful to get to love him and raise him to make a difference in the world. I really can't wait to see what comes next for him.
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I won't forget the first time I saw a girl flirt with my son, when he was about the age of Mr. O. Quite a shock, and a portent of things to come.
Good luck!
Jenny
It is pretty awesome! ;)
Anonymous,
Heh, he would looove that. We are already up in Golden Apple comics at least once a week. It's not helping.
Jenny,
Thanks for saying they're beautiful. I should get them in suits more often! Yeah, I think I'm in for some real surprises and changes over the next year. I'll need that good luck! ;)
Well said...heart in my throat for my beautiful boys ages 9 and 7.
I don't remember thinking my mom was old at that age either. The problem is our ageist society. Folks look at you differently when you tell them you have older kids. I should just start telling folks I got pregnant in high school! ;)
Caroline,
Yep, I know you know EXACTLY what I mean. Hang in there, mama.