A conversation with my son

THIS IS THE ACTUAL CONVERSATION I HAD WITH MY SON ABOUT 3 DAYS AGO...Let me set the scene for you. Beautiful 85 degree sunny day (ok so I lie it was humid as HELL and probubly closer to 100 degrees). Bellla and me are standing on the porch talking about mowing the grass, how I really don't want to do it in the heat and why she can't do it . When along comes my son IS and his bike. As he is trying to get the bike up on the porch the following conversation occures...

me- Son exactly what are you doing?

IS - I am gonna ride my bike off the porch

me- Umm No your not

IS-ummm yes I am

(the whole 'ummm' thing is our little sarcastic thing we do)

me- NO YOU ARE NOT, you will get hurt

IS- no I won't, I'm tuff remember

me-Isaiah Jared Anderson, get the bike off the porch you are NOT riding it off of here you will break your crazy little neck, and if you don't you will break your bike.

IS-No I won't, it will be ok, Daddy told you to let me be a boy remember and this is what boy's do, you don't know what boys do cause your a girl

me-you don't speak to me that way, i don't care what daddy said, get the bike off the porch NOW!

This is where the fight starts with him, we go back and forth for a few minutes with the whole, No you can't, yes I can, thing now he is doing the whole whinning thing he does and it is just about over when he throws a rock down the hill to the brush pile, and I finally said . . .

me-Fine, go for it, ride your bike off the porch, and when you get hurt or break your bike I don't want to hear you cry.

IS- I won't get hurt or break my bike

me- if you break your bike me and daddy are not gonna take it to uncle Larry to fix it, and you won't get a new one either. And if you break yourself, you will have to stay broken because I am not going to take you to the doctor to fix you.

The entire time that I am talking he is putting on his helmet, and getting on his bike. NOW mind you our porch is about 40 feet long, about half way there is a 4 inch step down, and the high end (the way that Isaiah has his bike pointing)of the porch is about 4 feet or better off the ground. The ground is flat for about 2 maybe 3 feet then it is a hill, at the bottom of this hill is a washout from the rain(over time) wich as you can imagine is all uneven(in one spot it is almost a foot deep) and about a foot and a half wide with a board over part of it. And that is not mentioning the trees this kid has to miss (4 in total) which in order to miss he has to cut left HARD as soon as he hits the ground. So I say a quick prayer in my head asking god to protect this kid. On the count of 3 he is off. He makes the small step down and is actually looking good, he then makes both the big drop and the hard turn (THANK GOD), goes down the hill,over the board JUMPS the remaining part of the washout (which is no big feat at this point) and then skids out. HE MADE IT! The entire thing, not a scratch, cut, scrape, bruise, broken bone, or anything!

I don't remember taking a breath from the time the wheels on his bike started moving till the time they stopped. I had the phone in my hand ready to dial 911 and his father at work. This kid is going to be the death of me without a doubt. How on earth his Grandmother (Terrie) ever raised 2 'Anderson' boys will remain a mystery to me for the rest of my life. For that fact I don't know how any woman raised a boy with out wanting to wrap him in bubble wrap every time he left her site is beyond me. All I can say it THANK GOD he didn't get hurt, and he has lived that moment out in his life. HOPEFULY he won't want to do it ever again.

Thanks for listening. Let me know what you think, and if any one has a 6 year old girl they want to trade for a 6 year old boy let me know(LOL).

My Son

My Son, what can I say about my son. He is 6 years old and at that stage in his young life where his mother just might end up taking his life from him (NOT LITTERALLY). He is a 6 year old 65 (maybe closer to 70) pound loveable, kid. Not only does he look like his father BUT he acts like him as well. And although this kids is genetically half Lallo he is 100% ANDERSON!(don't get me wrong there is nothing wrong with being an Anderson) Isaiah is stubborn, thickheaded and strong willed all things that will make him a great man some day. JD's mom, Terrie has told me that Isaiah is just like JD when he was that age on more then one occasion, and if this is true (I doubt that Terrie would lie about anything) I don't know how she got through raising JD with out killing him! My son has these qualities that both do and do not work... he is a constant question (how,why,where,when), he needs to hang on me and no one else(he suffers from sever seperation anxiety or what JD calls being a Momma's Boy), he is a dare devil, and he wants every thing he sees. In this house it is Isaiah's way or the High Way (hmmm kind of remind any one of some one else they might know?lol). He realy is a great kid. Just sometimes he can get under your skin. I don't know if it his age, a phase or what but lately all he does is whine, complain and throw fits. He used to be very helpful and wanted to do things to make any one happy, NOW he is just the opposite, he will argue with me about doing the smallest thing. He was refusing to feed and water HIS dog (both kids and JD have a dog and they take care of their dogs I take care of JD's because he works) so I threatened to give him (Beast) away, only when I picked up the phone and pretended to call his unlce Blain and act like he really was going to send someone to come and get Beast did he go out and tend to him, Toys will not get taken care of untill I have them in my hand, headed towards the trash can to throw them away. Now we (JD & I) have gotten into this 'live and learn' thing with him, and it is starting to work (I know it sounds mean and cruel but trust me when I say NOTHING else works with him), Take tonight for example (this is also something that made me feel like complete SHIT and the winner of the worst mom EVER award) I was sitting here on the computer showing JD a video of this spooky mirror image on Youtube.com, any one that has gone on youtube knows that when your video is done it shows you similar videos. Well there was this one video and all it showed was a picture of a care driving on a road next to a field. Well Isaiah wanted to watch it and both JD and I (we both had already seen it) kept telling him "no you don't, it is scary" he kept persisting about it the more we would say no the worse he got untill he had his "Anderson" up and was having a full blown FIT. So being in this new 'live and learn mode', I said "Fine, here, watch it" and clicked it. Well for all those who have not seen this video it is one of those you watch this car going down the road for 2 minutes or so and then all of a sudden it flashes the scary face that screams at you (one of those stupid make you jump out of your skin things). Well, Isaiah jumped out of his skin and into my arms and started crying like this thing had jumped out of the monitor and was trying to kill him and screamed like that for about 10 minutes (he would start to calm down look at the monitor and start up again, I shut the window down right after it happened). Now I am torn between feeling like SHIT and kind of feeling like he deserved it, yes I should have put my foot down and not let him watch it (knowning it would scar the hell out of him)but then again maybe next time when we tell him that something is too scary for him he will listen to us.