Thursday, October 28, 2010

Who's Child is This?

While there are many stories that should be published since nothing has been documented since June (leaving TLC, starting school, starting soccer) I am only going to recap a few. These stories will have you questioning whether I can truly be related to this boy:

* He only wants to drink water - he doesn't want milk unless cereal is involved, he doesn't want juice and definitely doesn't want cokes -- they are spicy. Me the queen of DDP has a son that only drinks water. Not complaining here folks just amazed!!!

* Walked into AlphaBest (after school care) on Tuesday and didn't seem him. The director smiled when she saw me and said that Zachary was in "time alone." We haven't put Z in a time out in YEARS so I was surprised and a bit horrified and asked what happened. She laughed and said that he was frustrated by the Lego's he was playing with and got mad. So I asked what did he do? (imagining throwing them or stomping on them - you know things I would do) She said he went to Time Alone. I said "But did he yell or throw or something?" She said "No he went to time alone." (Who's on first people?) I asked for clarification. She said when he started getting frustrated he went to her and said "I am too mad at the Lego's to play with them right now - I need to go have some time alone to calm down." That is right -- my son put himself in time out. If only Mommy could learn that kind of anger management.

* This kid wakes up in a good mood. This point really does call into question if we are related. I am not pleasant in the morning for an hour or so after I wake up. Even if I get enough sleep - I still need some time before anyone talks to me. The minute Z is awake - he gets out of bed and starts talking. He is a full speed before his feet can hit the floor. It is exhausting and quite unreal. Even Chad needs a little time to wake up and he is a thousand times perkier than me in the morning.

* He is anal retentive. Not in an Alex P Keaton way but there are things that go a certain way and any deviation from the routine can cause concern. I know I am quirky and have one or two OCD tendencies but WOW Z can get crazy about things that catch me off guard: closet door must be open always, only eats red vitamins, shoes must stay downstairs, his blanket must be cool, must color within the lines, must color realistically, and has to sleep on stuffed moose when his hair is wet.

* He doesn't eat pizza, rice, spaghetti sauce, cereal marshmallows, mashed potatoes, goldfish and any fruit other than mandarin oranges, bananas, and grapes. He does eat broccoli, biscuits with grape jelly, mac n cheese, and waffles. He is picky about his chicken nuggets too. Only certain kinds will do.

* The lines of reality and imagination are a little blurred for him. I know I have blogged about his life in England (which he still does mention by the way) but now it is all Star Wars all the time. He talks constantly about Star Wars. Interesting since he has never seen the movies. He doesn't know the stories so he makes up his own. He does seem to know who are the bad guys (DarK Vader -sic and General Grevious) and the good guys (Luke and Anakin) but he has created history and characters and plots for Star Wars. I am think George Lucas should pay us some money - Z is very thorough in his story line. The only concern I have is when he is so deep in his imagination -- I think he forgets where he is. He has light saVer -sic battles down the aisle of Target or is having a serious dialogue with the other Jedis in the shower and forgets to wash or is flying/fighting something on the soccer field as the team goes by with the ball. I am far too grown these days to get lost in my imagination like he does.

Please understand I love each and every quality my son has (well - truth be told the food situation is challenging) and I see everyday how I have a loving, sensitive, imaginative, generous, and giving boy. I think the reason I question who's child is this is because I am amazed and blessed that I get to call him my son!