Friday, July 15, 2011

~The Making of A Man~


Friday, July 15, 2011

~The Making Of A Man~

Jake recently watched, ""Indiana Jones The Last Crusade".
You know the creepy part when the guy drinks out of the cup that he thinks will mean eternal youth but actually causes him to age in about 20 seconds and then his bones explode?        
(I know it's a little intense, but it's a great movie. And he's surrounded by so much girl stuff every day of his life, I figured a little Indiana would be right up his alley.)
Anyway, he got tickled at himself telling me how he got scared, and got goose bumps, but because it was such a short scene, he was fine and it really wasn't that bad. He proceeded to tell me however, that if that thing was real, he was going to get a hammer and sleep with it, along with a host of other weapons.
He had a great plan to go out guns blazing if necessary.
I love this boy of mine. The other day we got into a discussion about some word definitions. The word "intense" had a negative connotation to him and as a result, when I told him he was sometimes intense, he was completely taken aback by this, and a little offended. I told him, "Your Daddy can be intense. It's not a bad thing."
As soon as we figure out how to help him channel his persistence in the right direction, he will be unstoppable.winky When he learns to apply the same focus he had on finding, purchasing, and receiving his WWII helmet to his school work, August through May will be a walk in the park.


At a water park earlier this week, he rode that terrifying body slide thing. You know, the one you have to climb like eight flights of stairs to get to. The one you can't wear shoes on because they'll fly off. The one where you drop nearly straight down to the bottom. Yeah, that one. He marched right up by himself, waving to his sick-to-her-stomach, nervous mother the entire walk up. Cool as a cucumber.


He's on his way to being a warrior of a man.
But until then, he's a boy.
A boy who is learning that it's okay if you don't win Chinese Checkers.
A boy who would rather play outside than do school work.
A boy who is learning to understand little girls.
A boy who worries about thunderstorms.
A boy who, when he told me about a friend who's mom is leaving, got genuinely sad and said, "I never heard of that".

~stacey


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