Tonight my son and I were watching it and talking while I cleaned up the kitchen, and that was just about the time that the monkey swarm started on the TV. I told him that the flying monkeys used to scare me when I was his age.
He laughed... A total Mom-you-are-such-a-dork laugh...What? I said. You don't think they're scary?
No! He says. I think they're funny!
Why do you think they're funny? I say.
Because they are. Look at 'em bouncing around with their little wings! He says.
Well I thought they were really scary, I say...
While I scrub the top of the stove I start in on him and tell him that he gets to see a lot of stuff that I wasn't allowed to when I was his age and that back then that type of thing was really scary. Then I stop talking and start thinking: My mind switches from defensive to paranoid. I'm thinking that I'm a bad mom and my kid is jaded and that maybe I am too lenient and oh god what if he thinks torturing girls (and their little dogs, too) is something funny?!!! Holy crap what have I done? I'm raising a desensitized, violence-loving, girl-with-dog hating son when I look up...
He is at the opposite end of the kitchen from me and is in the midst of doing a spot-on, pre-flight flying monkey impression, hopping around the kitchen all crouched over and begins ooh-ooh-oohing as we lock eyes. It was freakin' hilarious... And so are the flying monkeys.
4 comments:
sweet! did he have fire too??
Cary: Yeah, he's a hoot and a half! Oh and thanks for the validation on fm's.
L: Ha! Good one. No fire, but then again we haven't seen you at the mall in a long time. Hope you are well.
Nothing like a kid to put things into perspective for you. Oh, and just for the record, those monkeys were definitely funny. I think it was the music that freaks you out.
I'm pretty sure my husband still pees a little when he watches "wizzer woz" with our girls & sees those flying monkeys.
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