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Thursday, October 19, 2006Prince Charming in TrainingIt was almost 10:00 p.m. Eric had just returned from picking up Maggie and Jonathan from Youth Group. At the top of the stairs I greeted Jonathan with a whispered, "Hello," in an attempt to keep the mood hushed (siblings-in-bed and whatnot). My son looked at me and his eyes grew gentle. "Aw, you look pretty." Understand me. I was wearing a long, floral nightgown and my hair was wet from the shower. And my fourteen-year-old son told me that I looked pretty. They were the first words out of his mouth. "Thank you," I said. What else could I say? Rolling my eyes and saying, "Oh, for heaven's sake, I'm in my pajamas!" would have wounded his loving spirit. Wrinkling my nose and saying, "Ugh, I look absolutely horrible and my hair is wet," would have taught him the fine art of self-loathing. No. I thanked him. And I felt like the most beautiful woman on the planet. Lithe, graceful, floating on the warm air of his compliment. I don't want to hear about how horrible teenagers are. Don't whine at me about their moods, their attitudes, their inability to act like human beings. Sure, it's tough being a teen. And yes, Jonathan has his moments of Ultimate Butt-head. Sometimes I could kick him. But you know what? That's not the "real" Jonathan. That's just junk, and we're working on it. My Jonathan is a sensitive, witty, bright young man who thinks his mother is pretty in her nightgown. He is a treasure; he's going to be an incredible Prince Charming for a lucky bride some day (if she survives my hazing). Today I am beautiful. And it's all because of a fourteen-year-old who wasn't afraid to speak his heart. Labels: parenting |
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5of my readers are feeling chatty:
Jill, what a beautiful post! I got tears in my eyes!
He IS a treasure. You are so lucky and blessed.
Hey Jillian,
its great to know there's hope in the teen years. You have a great attitude. I'm sure your kids pick up on it. I'll be emailing for advice in about ten years. HOpe you remember all this stuff for my benefit...hehehe
You are blessed!!!!!!!!!!
Teens is smart... now mom will give him whatever he asks for! he he he.
Treasure moments like that. We don't see many.
He sounds like my husband.
He thinks I look pretty in the morning.
I hope Jonathan will someday find that someone special who appreciates him. Heaven knows it took mine awhile to find me. :)
You're doing a good job.
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