When my boys were somewhat innocent pre-middle schoolers, I told them that people use swear words because they were being lazy and couldn’t think of more creative vocabulary. I know, it’s a stretch, but I didn’t want my kids sounding like they were raised by the cast of Jersey Shore. I still flinch at the f word, but most teens don’t seem to think twice about using this particular adjective (or verb as the case may be). Maybe it’s being raised as the *bleep* you, reality tv generation that makes swearing no big deal. Ugh.
There is no research study (yet) but I am pretty convinced after talking to my mom friends that A.D.D. is contagious and I have caught it from my kids. I totally take the blame for their fair skin, love of all things carb and penchant for spontaneous dancing at home, but finally I realize that this family thing is a two way street. I am a planner and a list maker by nature, so multi-tasking is pretty familiar territory. However my attention issues have surfaced over the past few years as the schedules, necessities and chauffeuring duties have piled on. I can often be heard wailing in the mornings, “God never intended me to have to be a brain to more than one person at a time!!” This generally elicits an eye roll from my son and a yawn from the dog.
Anyone out there? I have taken a year’s sabbatical (which in hindsight wasn’t very restful or sabbatical-ish at all). But I missed this webworld of writing and connecting to other people, so here I am. I am linking up with two great mom bloggers and can’t wait to see what the year holds. Hope you will join me!
* “Yippee Yi Yea – Cowgirl and Her Horse”
painting by Terri Kelly Moyers