Wednesday, January 25, 2006
14 Year Old Prodigy
"Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home.” - Bill Cosby
(Originally written 12/12/04)
Smug with himself, the creature I call my boy emerged from the toxic waste area he considers to be his bedroom. Apparently he felt the urge to gloat about the new calluses he formed on his fingers from practicing the guitar.
"Mom! Check it out.” The Child shoved his fingers in my face. “Feel my fingers. It doesn’t hurt to play.”
I stared at his fingers and then felt the tips. Sure enough they were rough and tough.
“That is fantastic. Congratulations.”
“Yeah, I’ve been playing a lot. My fingers feel really weird… like when I pick my nose...”
And to think I gave birth to such genius.
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You have a very witty son. I think he is wonderful.
Posted by on 01/22 at 10:08 AM
How cute! It’ll still be cute when he tells his wife this stuff in 20 years. Even the nose-picking part. 
Posted by
Bonanza Jellybean on 01/25 at 06:58 PM
Kids amuse me...mine say something everyday that makes me scratch my head. That’s so cool that he’s playing guitar!
BTW - I didn’t want to break my tag chain so that evil with stay far away from me and I tagged you.
Posted by
The Rock Bitch on 01/26 at 09:04 PM
Kids totally rule for that reason alone: their complete and utter honesty. I once ahad a kid tell me that, from the angle he was at, I looked fat. Priceless!
Posted by
Melissa on 01/27 at 07:14 PM
That was cute and amusing
Posted by
Jessica on 01/28 at 12:14 AM
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