I fear that it’s time to have an in-depth sit-down conversation with my soon-to-be 11 year old son. Just this afternoon, as I sat on my couch taking a much-needed break, I overheard a conversation between my son and his 8 year old sister.
As usual, I was tuning out their conversation until my ears perked up to two words:
Puberty and Justin Bieber.
(Yes, I do realize that it would actually be three words, but it didn’t have quite the same ring to it…)
So I started listening, and heard older brother, in an authoritative voice, explain to his little sister, “If I asked any of the guys at my school who has had more puberty – me or Justin Bieber – I think most of them would say me.”
Parents of teenage sons….I think I’ve got the teenage girl thing under control. But what in the world am I supposed to do with a teenage son?
As much as I really don’t want to have this conversation, I am very curious why my boy considers that he’s “had more puberty” than Justin Bieber.
Oh, the joys of being a mother.
Dad, I think I’ll let you take this one….
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