flash fiction saves boy from nagging mother!

Mar 14, 2011 08:50



A Towering Taco Salad of Love

He brings home a note from the school nurse, height and weight. 6’5”, 245 pounds. I can smell cookies on his breath, and I spot a bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper sticking out of his coat pocket. I do a quick sweep of his bedroom, find an empty bag from Albertson’s, chocolate chip cookies, ditto Doritos bag, (family sized, ( Read more... )

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marasmine March 14 2011, 19:42:28 UTC
That produced very vivid mental echoes. The sons aren't as bad as their father - yet.

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sarahblack5 March 16 2011, 00:03:50 UTC
now I think about it, that's a worthy goal!

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treva2007 March 15 2011, 23:34:46 UTC
I assume there are midnight raids on the kitchen. There certainly are here with the almost-twenty-year-old.

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sarahblack5 March 15 2011, 23:59:54 UTC
midnight raids for sure, or, "a boy gets hungry, Mom!"

He's asked me to stock the freezer with chicken pot pies as well as the Skinny Cows.

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sarahblack5 March 16 2011, 02:38:27 UTC
some days I feel so lucky to have this kid, the very best kid in the world for me. Some days I feel like quietly getting on a greyhound bus going anywhere else- but I suspect he feels the same. He said we could go to Fiji! I've got a solar charger for his Nintendo and my kindle, so I think we're ready to go!

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elena_62 March 20 2011, 20:10:51 UTC
Hi, Sarah!

As I was younger I tended to rant about how parents were treating their children, one way or the other: too tight or too permissive. Now I've finally noticed how difficult is to be a parent a I keep my moth shut, unless I'm asked about my opinion. Even on such occasions I try to be very non-judgemental.

Ciao

Antonella

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