JP doesn't like me. Either that, or I'm just not cool enough for him to waste his breath on when it's not absolutely necessary. The latter is something I expected, but not for another seven years or so.
I picked him up from piano today and, as we walked the halls of Downtown Elementary, I asked him about his day, about homework and about piano. His answers were succinct: Good. No. Fine.
Then we went to the computer room to pick C up from computer club and suddenly JP was animated and forthcoming and laughing. Is C cooler than me? I don't think so. I was picking him up from computer club!
This happens all the time. I can't get JP to open up, but when he's around his siblings or friends, he's the life of the party. Can't shut him up, and I've tried.
So what do I do? I eavesdrop. On the drive home he and C were talking about these comic book-journal-sketch pad things they'd recently gotten at a book fair. In it, you could design your dream home and they talked openly to each other about their plans. JP's plan for the master bedroom in his house involves a flat screen television, hot tub and bed that folds up into a couch.
I'm not sure I designed my own dream bedroom at seven-years-old, but I'm pretty sure that if I had, it wouldn't have looked like that. A TV I could see, but I'm not so sure size was an issue. I don't know that I'd dream of a hot tub. A pool, maybe. And a sofa bed? What's the point of that?
Maybe JP doesn't talk to me about these things because I ridicule him. If not to his face, then to the internet. Could he be reading Urf! at school? Did he even wish for a computer in his dream master bedroom? He probably won't answer if I ask him. He doesn't talk to me. But, he chats up his peers, so I would suggest, with his large screen television and hot tub, that you parents out there hide your daughters ... sometime in 2019.
Thursday, October 02, 2008
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6 comments:
Are you kidding? A sofa that's intentionally designed to sleep on? What more could he want?
Nothing, it is all I can do to get my hubby off the darn couch and into the bed to sleep. Like I want to watch him sleep all day in the living room.
Oh wait, this is your blog ...
Sounds about right. They still think the master bedroom is a place to hang out, like their own rooms. Maybe for Christmas you could surprise him with that sofa bed. Can't you just imagine his excitement!! LOL
C may or may not be, but JP is definitely way cooler than you are.
I know there had to be a Wii in there somewhere. And cable.
JP and Miss M are kindred spirits. You know she doesn't address adults on a regular basis either.
Or maybe it's just me. Do I smell bad?
I always thought that the "bed that folds into a couch" was all about their fascination with Transformers.
My kids LOVE to design dream rooms. Although they get the computer geek thing in- they design on Sketch-Up.
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