Laughing will only encourage him you know....

We are sitting in his weekly therapy appointment and Jake is asked to tell us a story.....he starts out with "one upon a time" and then continues to tell the tale of a "monster" that is sooooo angry he is shaking. His therapist looks at me and says "It sounds to me like he is referring to himself here".

I listen intently to his tale hoping to catch some small glimmer of what is going on inside his anxiety riddled mind when he says "then the monster goes home meets a really nice girl and has some really nice sex".  My first reaction was of course to turn my head away and stifle my laughter. My second was to make a mental note to myself...."no more listening to Bruno Mars songs in the car"

He is in 5th grade and in health class this period they are discussing puberty. Jake knows all of the proper terminology for his private parts. However, because I am so immature I will often refer to them using more adolescent names like "junk, giblets, doo-hickey, boy business, berries". He prefers the proper term of penis and testicles. Now, thanks to his health class he also refers to them as his "sex organs" EVERYWHERE WE GO.

The name of this BLOG is "am I being inappropriate" and the reason behind this name is that on any given day, at any given time if you are around my son, you will hear him ask this question. 

 80% of the time, he IS being inappropriate.  

There was the time in a restaurant when he turned to the African American family that was seated behind us and asked them if they were the people on "Everybody hates Chris". Then there was the time he complimented our waitress on her earrings and said "You sure are hot". How about the time in elementary school when he announced to his teacher, para and fellow students that his mommy and daddy ALWAYS have beer parties.

One of my favorite cringe worthy moments with him occurred when he was practicing for his First Holy Communion. His CCD teacher and the priest gave us a bag of unconsecrated hosts to practice with. Jake then says to our priest, "can you tell me why I want Jesus in my body anyway, I mean is there even enough room in there for both of us"? Following his First Confession when the priest raised up his hand to offer a blessing over him.....Jake high fived him. Something tells me that the priest did not see the humor in this that we did.....


Jacob, after he decided to buckle himself into a high chair....exclaimed "Mom, this chair is squishing my testes. Please help save them!"



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