Friday, September 01, 2006

Pubes Cubed

I'm a snooper.

My last few posts have dealt with the impending puberty of my twelve year old son. Part of my dealing with his puberty is sneakily giving my son the impression that he has a right to privacy.

I put on my cloak, I unsheathed my dagger and then I asked my son his email ID and password and he gave them to me. I said I was going to make sure he didn't get much spam...and um...I'd snoop from time to time.

Sneaky.

Yesterday was a time to snoop. My son asked to check his email in my husband's classroom. Following the cloak and dagger theme, Justin looked over my son's shoulder and saw the word "crush" on the monitor. It was not email spam promising my 12 year old son a gargantuan erection.

When I picked up Justin from school he proclaimed "I think our boy has a girlfriend!"

"No way!" I said...and Justin told me about his over the shoulder reading and I told him I was the keeper of the email password. We rubbed our hands together and cackled. We have to find out what "crush" is all about don't we? For his protection!

My son had sent an email to all his friends asking about their first week of school. In reply a cute little skater girl responded that the first day of school was weird and boring and that this might be dumb but she had been crushing on my son ALL DAY heart heart :x kissy emoticon.

My son responds with "whatttt????????????". I respond with "Awwwwwwww!"

My son doesn't know I've snooped. There isn't any value in telling him. I won't even tease him even though I'm desperately tempted. I think this girl is especially cute and I wouldn't mind her being mother to my grandbabies after college, a long courtship and engagement.

Good thing my son has to wait unil age 16 to date. The womens are after him already!

13 comments:

  1. My younger son always liked older women. We dropped them off on a Friday afternoon some years ago at a church in Tacoma to go to a junior high youth group weekend. When we came back to pick them up on Sunday, he was sitting in the church with his arm around a sixteen year old girl. He was fourteen at the time.

    One year we were a little late registering them for summer camp & the only thing available was horse camp. They were not thrilled but wanted to go. They loved it. It seems there are five girls for every boy at a horse camp!

    You are coming into an interesting time in his, and your, lives. Have fun!

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  2. Ahhh, the joys of progressing through puberty...

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  3. Dude!... just Dude! I am terrified of the day my Birdie gets it into her head that boys are worthy of "crushing on."

    gasp... eeep!

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  4. Ah yes, the crumbling morals of parenthood :o)

    I bet you would also enjoy a story called Big Bad Dad about a father who is preparing (rather humorously) for the arrival of boys who want to date his daughter.

    Andrew
    "To Love, Honor and Dismay"

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  5. Oh Absent Minded Housewife! I pass the Teenage Boy Snoopy Parenting Torch on to you with pride. Lets have a moment of silence or something.

    Tis truly a work of art when you can completely hose them out of ALL their secrets until they're old enough to leave home, and they never figure out why. It's a day that brings a tear of pride to your eye when your son says, "Is there a parenting network or something? Are you a witch or what???" in total frustration as you bust them on what ever it is they've done this past weekend.

    Go forth and search, dear friend. I bid you safe sleuthing! Come back to me the day you discover he's porked some young tart, and I'll hold the hank as you ask yourself, "do I look good in prison orange?"

    Bo

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  6. Gawd. Hanky. HANKY! My typos are uncommonly lousy these days. Don't hold Hank! Hold a hanky instead.

    Bo

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  7. hahhaa that post was soo cute! this is my first time on your blog and i loved your post!

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  8. I feel your pain. I have a son who just turned 13.... i'm so not ready for a teenager! good luck and happy snooping.

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  9. Just to be on the safe side............check her hair colour and make sure she doesn't have red-roots.

    Just in case.......

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  10. You said: That's why I ask you, my dear readers and other hangers on, to supply me with profundity....or at least some funny quotes, sayings, limericks and photos. Then you can come back to my blog and leave a great big comment proclaiming "That's MINE!" and I will thank you profusely.


    That Mark Twain quote? That's MINE! Unless of course it's someone else's.

    I can't remember if sent that one or not. He said so many things. He was such a blabbermouth.

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  11. Make sure you check out his IM's and Myspace as well. I always snooped and enjoyed every moment of it. They are now 19 and 21. I tell them now everything I learned back when they were 14 and older. They are now telling me how sketchy I was . I told them about the cameras in the house and I had the split screen tv in my room.

    Snoop on - but don't tease....until they are older. It's worth it!

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  12. At this point in time he has no access to IM or myspace. What computer use he has is at school where it's filtered. He doesn't get to use the home comp these days because he tends get home computer tunnel vision.

    When he does get home computer use on goes the keylogger. Yay!

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