My Son, the Funny Man

I'm shocked. It's happening. I knew it was but I see it ever EVER so clearly now. He is changing. Growing (I won't say 'growing UP' but I'll just say growing). He is saying things that are taking my breath away. I'm sure this feeling comes over all parents but this is all new to me since he's kind of paving the way. I'm going to list you some quotes from the past twelve hours alone. Take from them what you will but in most of them, I see that he is trying to be Mr. Funny Man. I asked him that yesterday, if he thought he was Mr. Funny Man and he said, "Nooooooooooo" with a lilt on the 'ooooooo'. I told him he was not Jim Carey.

Big boy hood, here we come:

• Mom, whenever I'm with you and we are out, I think you are beautiful, I even thought it when I was a baby. (sigh)
• Mind your own business (to which I literally gasped). My business is my business, your business is your business and Dad's business is Dad's business. (huh?)
• Dad, leave me alone, you're annoying me. (no words necessary)

The second one, literally put me in a quiet state for a couple of minutes. I thought, my God, what is happening to him? He NEVER talks like that. I reminded him that I've never said that to him and therefore he need never say it to me again. Ivan reminded him that his business is always our business to which Noah repeated bullet number 2 verbatum with no hesitation. What is happening?

I see myself in him when I was little. Sassy. It's happening. Yes, it truly is. It's all coming true. He does think he's a funny man. All the back talking my parents endured, I'm about to endure aren't I? Kay. I can handle this. I can do it. Note to self: Try not to laugh too loud the next time he spouts off random thoughts from his brain. I can't even turn my head anymore, he knows I'm hiding my smile and laughter. I have to practice self control. Yep. My son, he thinks he's a funny man.

--J