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My Little Boy is Growing Up!
by Alana Morales
There comes a time in every boy's life where he goes from being a preschooler to a full fledged boy. This event can be signified by his graduation from the wholesome and educational morning cartoons to the ones that teach kids absolutely nothing. It also includes anything that includes violence, taking things apart, moving at high velocities and loud noises.
Case in point. Our normally semi-calm drive to school has been replaced by a drive time version of "Friday Night at the Fight" flawlessly played out on the swing down arm rest in between the kid's seats.
Before school today we had a battle between my son's Emily Elizabeth cracker and my daughters T-Bone cracker. After school, the card included my son's Transformers Cybertron Primus versus my daughters Aidan from Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus Game.
After I put a stop to the fight (I had to call it - the Transformer way out matched poor Aidan) there was relative calm. That's when I looked in the rear view mirror and noticed my son using the Transformer to shave off miniscule crumbs off his cracker. After ending the senseless shaving of the Clifford cracker, he used the Transformer to 'vacuum' up the crumbs, which translates to pushing them off the armrest where they will now become one with the seat.
Who knew a Transformer could be a fighter, a scraper and a vacuum all in the span of a 7 mile drive?
Considering what he can come up with in the car, I shouldn't be surprised at what he comes up with in the house. One time he made his own laptop with a lid from a copy paper box, some tin foil and a baby rattle. Yes, my son really is a 5 year old version of MacGyver.
He recently came to me very upset, holding an old clock my grandmother had given him. It seems that he took as much of it apart as he could, then tried putting it back together. He was upset because he had a screw left over and he couldn't figure out where it went.
I tried to comfort him, but since my husband is the one with the vast experience in this area, I sent my son off to ask his dad where to put the screw.
Needless to say, my son's big boy antics will definitely keep me on my toes. At least once my daughter is older I will have the entertainment value of boxing matches between Barbie's and Transformers.
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