Monday, February 9, 2009
Sometimes He Is Still Just a Little Boy
I don't care if he is almost 21, I don't care if he is taller than just about anyone I know (I say 6'8, he says 6'5.. but he won't stand still long enough to measure), I don't care if he is self supportive and only lives at home to help out with the bills. The hair boy (the official name for son #1 who has hair most of us would kill for), is sometimes still just a little kid.
On Saturday he had gone out with friends, I didn't expect to hear from him unless their was some sort of emergency,when suddenly the phone rang. Word girl condenscended to answer and after finding out who it was tossed it to me.
Hair Boy: MOM!!!! I got a car!!
Hair Boy: yeah, yeah, it's a boat and a bit older but I am gonna be able to make payments and I can have it today.
ME: That is wonderful! anything else?
Hair Boy: nope bye - hangs up....
Word Girl: so he got a car?
Me: how did you know? (she was sitting about 15 - 20 feet away)
Word Girl: I heard Him...
I seem to remember him being this excited when he won his first swim race, hit his first base hit, came home with his first A. While it is not his first car it is still fun to see that even at his age some things you still have to call your mom to let her know how excited you are.