(photo courtesy of google)My teen-aged son has been in the process this summer of acquiring a new voice, and it still surprises me more than I might admit. The other night his buddy slept over. When I went to bed, I said good night to those two boys with their still soft faces and frequent little boy silliness.
Then next morning after Checkered went to work and before any of the kids were awake, I took a shower and as I turned the water off, I could just hear the rumble of two men speaking downstairs. My mind went into immediate panic wondering who the men were and who had let them into the house!!
I grabbed the nearest clothing, and with wet hair sticking out at all angles, flew rather ungracefully down the stairs where I found my son and his friend talking in their newly deep voices to each other about their video game victories. How could they be the same two boys I had said good night to a few hours before? As stealthily as I could manage, I reclimbed the stairs drowning in the embarrassment my shock had caused me (although I am clinging to the belief that they were so engrossed in their conversation that they never noticed my uncoordinated dance down the stairs.)
Honestly though? As much as I love seeing who my kids are becoming and as fun as it is to see the hints of the adults they will some day be, I'm just a little glad that there are still two other boys living in this house and that they will remain sopranos for a few more years. Transitions take me a while, you know.
8 comments:
It is funny how some changes appear overnight!!!!
I keep pleading with Pita and AB to just stay little. They won't do it. :(
Caution I am so right there with you. I am hearing high and low pitches from time to time but that mustashe is really bothering me!
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My girls are growing up way to fast.. I can only imagine how it is with boys!
That is too funny!
Yes, I'm waiting for the deep-voice stage too. Although the sullen teenager stage has already arrived -- four years early. Grrr.
Oh yes, I remember that change. I can remember when people would hear my voice on the phone and think I was a girl...until my voice changed.
Oh such a lovely post. I am laughing imagining you racing downstairs wondering who these two men in your house might be! But yes, it must also be hard to accept that the little boy voice is slowly being edged out by the voice of the man your son is becoming.
Wow, that's amazing the boys' voices change over night, literally! That's funny you thought strange men were in your house.
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