As his 13th summer goes by...
Bean is doing fairly good. I'm seeing more and more 'teenage' tendancies arise in him. Sleeping and staying up later. He's always been good about getting up early, and I'm nervous for the school year.
He did the camp counselor thing, but got waaaaayyyy too anxious about it and had to quit. He said he was afraid he was going to lose his cool with the kids. Well and there was also the stalker girl who was working there. Not a good combination.
He's spent a lot of time working his basketball. Says he wants to try out for the basketball team -- a community travel team in town. But, he's also been holed up a lot in his room playing WoW, which my dad-in-law said he was concerned about. My response was that I still couldn't trust that he could make a good decision and if he wasn't close to home, than we were in a danger zone. At least with this he was where I knew he was and he could socialize at his own speed. I said to dad, "I know it sounds kind of sad; but, he's safer that way."
We've worked a lot on the philosophy "How you think determines how you feel." Worked on it for everyone in the house. It's helping some.
Hubby and Bean have seemed to have healed some wounds together this summer, too, because both are becoming more accepting of each other's weaknesses...at least it seems to me. Also, my daughter is just a wreck the last month. Puberty is hitting her hard, that coupled with the fact that she's a barrel of nerves over starting middle school is not helping. This week she's in a program that begins to teach her how to be a lifeguard. She's so tired today when I picked her up that she's really sweet again. She's the biggest resister to the 'how you think determines how you feel' lessons. She said, "my brain just doesn't work that way." Bean responded, "your brain doesn't work that way? try having my brain for a day..." How can a parent not laugh at that. At any rate, some of her issues are overshadowing Bean, which I think he's really liking. Speaking of school... I want to try this year to be more active at his school, but not sure how that works. We'll see.
He spent two whole weeks with some sort of stomach virus, which really scared me. But, he just got hit by multiple viruses. He lost 15 pounds in 10 days. Oh and did I tell you, he grew 4 inches this summer? He's way taller than me now. The new height coupled with the weight loss and he's looking pretty snazzy.
In the mean time we have to do a school supply & clothing inventory and figure out who needs what for school. Getting Bean to think about things like that is really hard. I've already been prepping him for a week, but I know he's going to say, "I don't care mom, just whatever."
We leave in a bit to see his pDoc. I have to get her to provide a treatment plan to my insurance so they can continue paying for his treatment and I have to get her to sign the medication at school stuff, which I need to fill out, because she'd likely take the form from me and I wouldn't get it back in time. Bean's school starts next Wednesday.
I remember my summer as a 13 year old was much different. I worked all summer babysitting and at the bakery. We played baseball up at the school's playground and there was a few parties I went to, if I recall correctly. Much different from how Bean spent his, which makes me take notice that he's doing OK, but lots of folks are going to think he doesn't measure up. I think he's doing pretty damn good.
He did the camp counselor thing, but got waaaaayyyy too anxious about it and had to quit. He said he was afraid he was going to lose his cool with the kids. Well and there was also the stalker girl who was working there. Not a good combination.
He's spent a lot of time working his basketball. Says he wants to try out for the basketball team -- a community travel team in town. But, he's also been holed up a lot in his room playing WoW, which my dad-in-law said he was concerned about. My response was that I still couldn't trust that he could make a good decision and if he wasn't close to home, than we were in a danger zone. At least with this he was where I knew he was and he could socialize at his own speed. I said to dad, "I know it sounds kind of sad; but, he's safer that way."
We've worked a lot on the philosophy "How you think determines how you feel." Worked on it for everyone in the house. It's helping some.
Hubby and Bean have seemed to have healed some wounds together this summer, too, because both are becoming more accepting of each other's weaknesses...at least it seems to me. Also, my daughter is just a wreck the last month. Puberty is hitting her hard, that coupled with the fact that she's a barrel of nerves over starting middle school is not helping. This week she's in a program that begins to teach her how to be a lifeguard. She's so tired today when I picked her up that she's really sweet again. She's the biggest resister to the 'how you think determines how you feel' lessons. She said, "my brain just doesn't work that way." Bean responded, "your brain doesn't work that way? try having my brain for a day..." How can a parent not laugh at that. At any rate, some of her issues are overshadowing Bean, which I think he's really liking. Speaking of school... I want to try this year to be more active at his school, but not sure how that works. We'll see.
He spent two whole weeks with some sort of stomach virus, which really scared me. But, he just got hit by multiple viruses. He lost 15 pounds in 10 days. Oh and did I tell you, he grew 4 inches this summer? He's way taller than me now. The new height coupled with the weight loss and he's looking pretty snazzy.
In the mean time we have to do a school supply & clothing inventory and figure out who needs what for school. Getting Bean to think about things like that is really hard. I've already been prepping him for a week, but I know he's going to say, "I don't care mom, just whatever."
We leave in a bit to see his pDoc. I have to get her to provide a treatment plan to my insurance so they can continue paying for his treatment and I have to get her to sign the medication at school stuff, which I need to fill out, because she'd likely take the form from me and I wouldn't get it back in time. Bean's school starts next Wednesday.
I remember my summer as a 13 year old was much different. I worked all summer babysitting and at the bakery. We played baseball up at the school's playground and there was a few parties I went to, if I recall correctly. Much different from how Bean spent his, which makes me take notice that he's doing OK, but lots of folks are going to think he doesn't measure up. I think he's doing pretty damn good.