Sitting at a track meet this weekend, waiting to see my son run his first event of the day, 100m in a 4x100 relay, I hear the announcer over the PA begging kids to check in to their race. "I'm still waiting for XXX HS and XXX HS to check in, come on kids we need you in the staging area, hurry up please..." I almost lost it.. but instead I laughed and asked the parents next to me... when did the begging start? We all giggled. It really took all of my will to stop myself from going up to that person and tell her to knock it off.
It's exciting to hear my son was stopped at the shopping mall by a modeling scout. But I was filled with tons of emotions... is this real? what kind of modeling? how much will it cost? what do they want?... But I never questioned why they picked him. Speaking as a gushing mom but also as an observer, he has a classic fair haired California surf look, with a little bit of other nationalities mixed in (typical american) . But I think it's more than a look, he's a sweet charming kid with a quick wit and very easy to laugh.. (he even laughs in his sleep... ever since he was a few months old til now) So I wasn't surprised at the idea, both his grandmother and I played with the modeling world, we did more clothes/ramp work than photography but this was different. I got a text from the agency, "Can we meet with their top scout and discuss putting my son in a Showcase in June." I read up on the company and looked at their
Do you cringe when your teenager starts a sentence with "Why can't you...", I do. Usually. it means the start of a fight. Parenting can be such a rollercoaster of emotions. How can this man standing in front of me be the same boy I rocked to sleep when he had a bad dream? Opps I slipped into reminiscing again... back to teenagers. Last week, in a last minute request, Hey, I need an extra $20 bucks, I need to take her out on a date and I don't have any money... Wait... what? you're 15.
When they were little I them figured out. .. My oldest son picked at his food and couldn't slow down long enough to take the time to eat but my youngest would sit in his highchair and play with food and have a great time eating. As they grew I would channeled their energy into little jobs in the kitchen.
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