That’s a bit of an exaggeration but Dex is 11.5 – apparently the exact age that pushes a child (mine, at least) from tween peckishness to full on tween angst. He’s a great kid. He’ll be a great kid through his teen years and into adulthood. I have full faith in that. He’s just entering that time when he is becoming his own person and most importantly, separating from us. Part of that separation includes thinking he knows everything and thinking we are annoying, weird, and embarrassing.
Clearly, we have always been annoying, weird and embarrassing. He is just finally realizing it’s a bad thing.
During our trip to California this week, there has been a bunch of eye-rolling and pouting. Mainly when things didn’t go exactly his way at exactly the right moment. Part of this I get just as a human being, it’s hard to pull off a long day at say, Disney, and the rollercoaster of emotions (wait, go, wait, go!) that accompany these things. But part of it is just the selfishness that comes from being a teenager. This is all new to us because Dex is one of the least selfish people we know. Perhaps he was just saving it all up?
Dex really wanted to visit a Japanese market while we were in LA. For months I tried to figure out what market and kept explaining how big this area is. He really didn’t follow up on it, so I put little effort into it myself. Until of course, he was very upset that I had not been listening to him about “the Japanese market.” You know. THE one.
I explained how much effort I take in planning our trips. Basically the spiel about how with great power comes great responsibility and I am happy to add places he wants to go, but I can’t pull them out of the air. He didn’t like that very much, but I think he had a better understanding of the prep work before a trip and that we really want to incorporate “his” things too – even when they come from some random YouTube video of a girl eating foaming Japanese candy.
I remember how hard it was growing up. Middle school sucked.
I guess I just never thought about how hard it was for my mom too.