Conversations, Health

Is Jack finally done growing?

At a recent comedy show! We were a bit early 🙂

Maybe Jack finally stopped growing (6’2” and only 16 so probably not?) I have been measuring him semi regularly on a wall inside my closet since he was about one and a half. 😍

There are dozens of marks… I would put what grade Jack was in, his teacher’s name then his height and age and the date. It’s a total memory wall. I measured myself a couple of times over the last decade. After the height went down a quarter of an inch one time I just stopped measuring. LOL! Don’t wanna know! (Lalalalalalala)

So anyway back to the closet. Right to the side of where I measure Jack are the shelves where I keep my folded jeans, pants (slacks LOL) and leggings etc. over the years the piles grew and even styles changed somewhat drastically … I had some wide legged pants and a few boot cut … like what??? The piles were getting out of hand and as Jack got taller, and broader, it was hard for him to squish in to the space between the door and these shelves for me to accurately measure him. It was a struggle and I would just cram the jeans in even tighter to make room.

Fast forward to the last few weeks (leading up to today actually) and me watching many episodes of Marie Kondo’s shows… first the Tidying one and now the Spark Joy show. If you haven’t watched any of these shows, give em a whirl. She makes you want to eliminate all the clutter in your closets, bookshelves and cabinets.

Side note: Jack is in the shower and possibly singing Billy Joel, I can’t really tell. Or maybe it’s Kanye.

Ok, so I’ve been cleaning out my closets and drawers. 5 garbage bags of shirts and misc. clothing have already gone to Goodwill. Five!!!!

Today I got to the jeans shelves. I filled one giant hefty bag full of various pants and pant-like things. Jeans, leggings, camo, cropped leggings, a jegging or two, NY & Co slacks hahahah I hate that word. But now… you can move freely in my closet (it’s a small walk in.) and Jack will comfortably stand tall against the measuring wall the next time we measure him.

me: Jack, go look in my closet.

Jack: Why what’d you do now?

me: I got rid of a full garbage bag of jeans.

Jack: You wear jeans?

me: Go look!

Jack: Woah, you can actually move in here without being assaulted by your shelves.

me: Should we measure you?

Jack: You just did like 2 weeks ago and I haven’t grown since.

me: Do you think you’ve stopped growing?

Jack: I hope so. I’m ready to get serious about buying some clothes.

Hahaha

It’s funny to think about how many times (probably a hundred or more) Jack would outgrow new clothes even before he wore them due to waiting for the right season. He would get summer clothes for his birthday which is in the dead of winter, and then nothing would fit by July. We had to be very strategic or just buy exactly what he needed that day.

Even if he stops growing soon-ish, I think we are good stopping at a size 12-13 shoe and 34” inseam. Let’s not push it any further. I can’t afford the grocery bills!!!

Conversations, School

Lunch Lady… what???

Jack and I were sitting on the couch the other night. He was showing me something from school that I simply cannot remember right now (Oy!) and I had to lean in to see what he was showing me. Then he looked at my arm, reached over and jiggled it. (It’s a wonder he made it to 16)

Jack: Hey your arm jiggles like a lunch lady!

me: Whaaatttt???? (I start winding up for the knock out punch)

Jack: No! No! Don’t worry! The top of your arm is fine and that’s the important part.

(???)

Conversations

Sh*t Jack’s Mom Said

That’s me.

Jack is currently in sunny Arizona with his dad, completely missing the destruction (some rain and wind) from Hurricane Henri. Thankfully it is not a lot worse here, but we were getting slightly worried as of yesterday afternoon. Or rather, I was getting worried. Jack was of course flying across the country. Once I saw that so many gas stations had 10 or more cars lined up in them, and many others were completely out of gas, I started to think… wtf.

I went to the store to make sure I had all the necessities (I really just badly needed romaine lettuce of all things), and saw that the bread and water aisles looked like last year’s COVID panic. I didn’t go in the TP aisle so I don’t know how that fared. But I can guess!

Jack went to NY on Friday. I had to work all day and he basically just had to pack and clean his room since he would be gone for a week, and then would be coming back with a day left to get ready for school. Yikes! Senior year! Anyway, I must have been in a weird mood, and said some weird stuff, but I didn’t think there was anything too out of the ordinary happening. I mean, I’m always weird, and he always says weird sh*t too so I was just doin my thang. I guess my thang is weird.

I don’t like the word “thang”, sorry.

I do remember hearing Jack comment a few times that day, after I would exclaim something or sing something or generally mumble to myself the way I usually do when I think I’m alone.

So what was I saying that could make Jack notice? Here are a few snippets.

I hate the word “snippet” too. I’m going to stop using both of those words starting now. My thang and my snippets use has just ended. Said no one ever.

  1. Hey! I found the bag of cheese on my treadmill.
    Jack: Said no one ever. On this planet.
  2. I be snappin’ my gum to the Kanye beat.
    Jack: Mom rockin out to Kanye with her doublemint.
  3. I just skidded on a carrot across the hall.
    Jack: I’m hoping that was Moca’s.
  4. Banana and cocoa powder and peanut butter, tastes like heaven from above.
    Jack: Or as I call it, poop from a butt.
  5. Why is Ohio so sad?
    Jack: It’s Ohio.
  6. Edit: thought of one more… I said “Did ya fill it past the click?” When Jack was pumping gas. He still makes fun of me about that one.

I know there are more, but that’s all I could think of at the moment. Jack has no interest in starting the Sh*t My Mom Says blog so I think we’re good for now hahaha.

The weather in CT right now from Hurricane Henri isn’t too terrible and we’ve been VERY lucky. Prepared for the worst and better to be safe than sorry. Etc Etc!

I hope everyone reading this is also safe and sound!

Jack interning a few weeks ago 🙂
Conversations, Food

Quote of the day – 1800’s Style

After serving Jack a breakfast of toast and a Swiss cheese and spinach omelette, I handed him a glass of milk and a bowl of cherries.

Jack: Oh sure, feed me milk and cherries, exactly what killed Thomas Jefferson!!!

What??? First of all. WHO even KNOWS that, and frankly I didn’t even remember which president Jefferson even was (he was the third). And 2nd of all, it was Zachary Taylor, the 12th president, who actually died from a food borne illness suspected of coming either from the pathogens in the water used to wash the cherries or the unpasteurized milk he drank. Well everyone drank that back then. I mean, come on, we ALL know that Louis Pasteur was only in his 20’s at this point, right??

😂😂😂

Conversations

Wine anyone?

I was driving home from work and gave Jack a call to let him know that I’d be there in a few minutes. I’m not sure if other parents have similar conversations with their teenager… Or maybe they do for different reasons… haha…

me: hey Jack, I’m almost home, getting off the exit now. What are you doing?

Jack: perfect timing. I just broke the corkscrew and don’t know what to do.

Me: Ummm isn’t it a little early to be drinking wine?

Jack : I’m not drinking, I used it to fix the knot in my shorts. But it didn’t work because I held the handle too tight.

me: where the heck did you learn that???

Jack: Various online news outlets.

🤣🤣🤣

Conversations, Subaru Confessions

Saying no. A lot.

First drive! :O

Jack and I were driving home from his rowing practice the other night. Well, he was driving and I was pretending to not be scared. Kidding. He’s not bad for a beginner driver. I’ve seen worse adult drivers with years of experience. Trust me!

Rowing! Jack 2nd from left.

It was an amazing day, sunny and warm, and the sunset wasn’t going to happen for at least another hour and a half.

me: Jack, when we get home you should come for a walk with me and Moca.

Jack: No thanks. I want to shower and eat, I’m starving.

me: How about 10 minutes. Just to enjoy the last nice hour before it gets dark.

Jack: No.

me: 5 minutes? We can walk around the yard?

Jack: Geez, I literally have to tell you “no” more times than YouTube premium offers. Come on!

me: ?

Conversations, Digital Technology

Permit Test Day!

Jack is getting his driver’s permit right now. Oh Lordy!! Stay off the roads! 🤣

The security guy at the door of the DMV stopped to check our mountain of paperwork.

Guy: What’re you here for?

Jack: Permit test.

Guy: How old are you?

Jack: 16

Guy: Wow, you are tall!

We’re used to that kind of reaction. Anyway, Jack already passed in what seemed like 5 minutes. (Hoping they actually tested him!) We now have another driver in the household.

me: We need to stop at the store and get a few things for tonight.

Jack: Can I drive to the store?

me: Sigh.

And so it begins. He’s had the slip of paper exactly 15 minutes haha. I’ll definitely share more stories of how THiS goes.

In the meantime…

I have a few more funny texts that I found that made me laugh so I’m sharing them now. Jack is the gray and I’m the blue. As if you couldn’t tell hahaha.

(I think I answered him in like two minutes!)

____

(Jack and friends were in Target haha)

____

(Sigh)

____

(Really…)

____

(No clue hahahaha)

____

(I think this was when PoBo kept jumping in my trash can)

____

(As always)

Well that’s it for today, have a great weekend everyone!

Conversations, Digital Technology

It’s Been a Minute

February blew right into March and now look where we are! My last post was Feb. 1. Wow, how the time flies and how busy we’ve been! So much has happened in that short couple of minutes since I last wrote…

Some of us have started our COVID vaccines, we’ve got a driver’s permit test on the horizon (omg), SAT’s happened, Jack did great, Jack’s rowing practices started up again, a few babies-to-be have been announced in my family, work trips are planned for the fall (what???), it almost deceivingly feels … normal-ish.

Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. We see what’s happening in the rest of the world so we’re not out of the pandemic woods yet. But, it’s nice to see the season’s start to change from cold to slightly less cold (LOL spring in CT is not a thing). We had some amazing warm days and today I wore the full winter coat, hat, gloves and even had snow pelt down on my car! It’s just a cruel cruel season switch as always. And then it becomes 90 degrees and humid.

Ok, enough about the weather. How are YOU doing? We haven’t connected in awhile! Leave a comment about what’s new with you and how you’re handling 2021 so far!

School is still remote for the rest of the year, our choice. In the fall Jack will be in 12th grade. Full time in-person! That will be strange. Right now we’re two remote workers who pass each other in the hall in our sweats, carrying mugs of tea or hot chocolate as we shuffle to the next class/meeting. Very strange indeed, but I gotta say, the animals LOVE having us home. They are so spoiled with attention, and Moca gets walks all day long. PoBo and Luna are taking turns going to the ER because they are so EXCITED, they want to eat ribbons off of packages and have surgery, or run and do a flip off the balcony to break a foot bone. It’s been so FUN!

My COVID stimulus checks are directly proportional to the vet bills I’ve paid in the last year. 100%. Sigh.

So, this was a conversation that I had with my friend Kris, who showed me a post where some mom took her kids’ text messages and made them into wall art. Some were crude, most were funny, and any mom of a teen could totally relate. That led to me spending literally an hour on my phone combing back through my texts to find these “gems” of Sh*t that Jack Said!

Hope to leave you on a cheery note. 😉

(There are just so many, I could make like 10 posts out of this! Maybe I will post a wee bit more frequently now!)

For clarification…I’m blue.

I think we were both getting cranky being on multiple meetings/classes and also trying to look at Jack’s rowing college recruiter website haha.

I guess I only buy fake cereal

No clue.

Well, he IS always hungry. Not sure what was an hour long that would prevent him from eating haha.

The classic answer when one asks the boy to help.

I guess I’m a criminal. Or “they” are?

I stand corrected.

There are a few more, well quite a bit more actually.

Deserves a part deux and trois I’m thinking.

Merci for reading this far! 🙂

Conversations

Social Media Advice from Jack

me: Wow Jack you got over 69 likes on your birthday post already.

Jack: Nice!

me: I get about 10-15 if I’m lucky.

Jack: That’s because you post 50 pictures of a tree.

me: I like my trees.

Jack: And you post every day and spam everyone’s feed.

me: Spam? They can unfollow me. I post what I like so I can go back and look at it. How often should I post in your opinion?

Jack: Like once a month.

me: Gasp!! I post at least once a day.

Jack: Well get it down to once a week maybe or just do one post with all the photos you would have posted each day.

me: But then I can’t see them unless I swipe.

Jack: But then you’re not annoying people who don’t want to see your posts all over their feed. You’ll lose followers.

me: I don’t care about followers.

Jack: Clearly.

Sigh.

Conversations, Uncategorized

11 Years of Blogging

How Jack sometimes shows up for remote learning.

Wow, I was just thinking back over the many, many years of blogging that I’ve done, and how I should be in sort of a rhythm with this… yet I almost forgot to update the title to Sh*t My 16 Year Old Says! I’ve done this every year right after Jack’s birthday but for some reason almost forgot. So, yes, Jack is 16. Sixteen!!! How many of you can even believe you’ve been reading this for so long. It’s all been a blur on my end. Ha!

It has been a long time omg. I know URL says “6 year old”, but trust me I started on Blogspot with “5 year old” and then changed the URL when I moved to WordPress. I still regret that 11 years later, but ah well, I don’t have a time machine and can’t go back to change that.

Jack had two friends over to celebrate his birthday, which was last week, and it was nice to have noise in the house. I mean, the animals are noisy, don’t get me wrong, but this was good to hear after the many months of COVID-related semi-isolation. It’s really getting to us!

We went to a store yesterday and we had to think back to the last time Jack was in a store… I swear it was like 6+ months ago at least! All those things we used to take for granted and now it’s like a HUGE deal to walk around shopping with a mask on and following arrows and keeping 6 feet away from everyone.

I’m happy to report that the GIANT cake we had last week is finally gone. The boys at the last of it along with many other carb-loaded food items.

I have to say, listening to these guys talk while they ate dinner, and then breakfast, and again when I drove them home, made me realize just how different their conversations are compared to the conversations I had when I was 16. I mean really, cultural appropriation? I don’t think so.

Jack: Is this Despocito?

me: Absolutely. Don’t hate on this song.

Friend 1: Totally cultural appropriation but I’m not gonna hate.

me: Cultural appropriation because they’re singing in Spanish?

Friend 2: But Bieber didn’t know Spanish before this song and he had to learn it.

me: Well, he learned it to give the right flavor to his song. That’s awesome. Madonna did it back in the 80’s with La Isla Bonita.

Jack: Yeah but cultural appropriation wasn’t a thing back then.

Friend 1: Hello, the Native Americans!

me: We’re just singing a song here that combines two languages, so we can take it down a notch. What about Run DMC and Aerosmith mixing rock and rap? That was the best!

Jack: (switches the conversation) Something something Mandalorian…

They all jump on board and talk Star Wars.

me: That should be your new podcast since your gaming podcast kinda dried up.

Jack: Guys, we should totally do a Star Wars podcast.

Friend 2: I don’t know as much about it as you.

Jack: Oh yeah, get this, my mom roasted me in the bank the other day. I was getting my debit card and they were giving me $1.00 to put in my savings so I could use the app and do the transfer, and my mom goes “Hey, that’s more than you earned on your podcast.”

Friend 1: That’s cold yo.

I honestly could listen to these guys all day. They went on about annotating something for some class and again it was just so different from what I talked about at that age. I still can’t believe I have a giant 16 year old in my house. He’s upstairs on XBox right now, being quite loud, laughing with whomever he’s playing with. Good times. 🙂

Another class extra credit assignment from October. Jack was the first to submit it of course!

Sometimes I quickly sketch Jack when he’s not looking. Shhhhhh.
Jack literally showing me what he wanted for Christmas or his birthday. Yeah, I forgot. So he bought it for himself with the shiny new debit card. :O