I am, apparently, eternally 12.
I can't help it.
My friend's son, when he was about 12 told me that I didn't seem like other adults. I just seemed like a big kid. And he added "No offense."
None taken. Thanks!
It's not to say that I'm immature-- well.... maybe.
But honestly, farts, burps, dirty words-- they STILL make me giggle.
I think part of it is that I was a fairly serious kid. I was a very mature kid. For a kid. I just never continued with the maturity apparently.
I am responsible. I pay my bills. I do many grown up things. But at the end of the day, there is still a whole lot of immature running throw my veins.
Take tonight for example.
My daughter mentioned something about cocktails and how they were named after the tail of a cock.
She is 7.
My son, who is 10 said: "How do you know what a cock is?"
Then they proceeded to have an entire conversation on what a cock is.
As in a male chicken.
A very real, polite, discussion on it.
As my husband, who is also 12, and I sat across from each other trying to keep a straight face every time they uttered the word cock.
He is clearly my soulmate.
Last Thursday I had a computer training class with my staff. It was on office procedures and our corporate calendaring system.
They talked about writing a to-do for follow-up letters.
Which they abbreviated f/u letter.
I'm the boss, I know, but I couldn't hold back.
This opened up a pandora's box of jokes from me "Well, I can think of a few clients who might need an f/u letter, but in general, I think that's a bad idea for business..."
And I couldn't stop.
Because I'm 12.
I use phrases like "That's cool" or "That sucks" to quantify my like or disgust with something. I have a very eloquent, diverse vocabulary. Just don't ask me to use it.
I use phrases like "bat in the cave" to let my family know they have boogers hanging out of their noses. And I wait for a few minutes and sometimes snap photos before saying it. I also think the word booger is hysterically funny.
I like to play online games, although I really suck at Wii and XBox.
I roll my eyes far too often.
I laughed as hard as my son at "Captain Underpants" because the word underpants itself is funny- let alone a grown man pretending to be Captain Underpants. Great literature.
On the outside, I may look adultlike. Tax payer. Business owner. Mother of 2. Loving wife.
But on the inside, not in the least. In fact, I am mesmerized that I function as well as I do and that my children have survived as well as they have.
So if you see me and I am biting my lip- it's not a nervous habit. It's probably because I either just farted or you have a bat in the cave.