Ladies Man

A girl at school has taken to texting and emailing Wm on the reg. Now, he has been invited to her birthday party! Wm's first opposite sex birthday party invite. I had absolutely no idea what to get a 12 year old girl for her birthday, so I had to ask a friend who was in possession of such a creature. Turns out...basically the same thing I'd get a boy: The Ubiquitous and Ever-Easy iTunes Gift Card!! Done and done.

When I asked Wm if he thought she could have a little crush on him, he goes, "NO!" Then refused to talk to me anymore. We've entered The Hormone Zone.

This is, in fact, the hardest age since infancy. 7-10 were golden years, man!! But now we're in this weird middle part. He's still a kid in most ways. He still goes, "Mum...mum...mum...MUM!" until I say, "WHAT?!?" even though we are the only 2 people in the room. I know you're talking to me, man. JUST SAY IT. He still makes pillow forts and then refuses to clean anything up. He still allows snuggling and hugs and tells us when he's feeling scared or unsure. BUT, there are evil teen things showing up now. Snarky tones. Testing boundaries. Saying simply "no" when asked to do things. So, he'll destroy my house with a pillow fort, but then roll his eyes and huff around when I ask him to clean it up before bed and then go, "GAWD!" But, we shall survive! I told Steve that I am pretty much OK with staying in our current house...but the times I doubt I can live in such close quarters are when I must escape The Hormone Zone. And there's nowhere to run!! Does high school get better? Someone reassure me! I think it's the combo of still needing to do/deal with kid things while starting to deal with teen things ALL AT THE SAME TIME. That's the worst.

In other fun news, we have been talking about nothing but dog poop since poor Flip has been having bowel issues. Thankfully, Flip would rather die that go in the house. But he woke me up at 1am the other night to go outside and be all sick. I think I have actually pinpointed the problem: chicken. Sadly, most dog foods are chicken-based. So I spent a billion dollars having a fancy bison-based dog food delivered. Hopefully that helps!! (He is already on a dog probiotic with limited success!) But, the nice thing is, Flip never gives me attitude. If I go, "what did you do?" He looks HELLA GUILTY for HOURS. In fact, even if Luna gets in trouble (OFTEN), Flip looks insanely guilty and goes and hides under the bed. As if he was like, "I should have stopped her...this is all my fault..." Take lessons, Evil Tween.