Louis is thirteen today. How time has flown! In spite of some moments that I'm putting down to hormones that surfaced a couple of months early he can still be a little darling. Out of the blue the other day he told me that I deserved love more than anyone else on the planet. Of course this is absolute nonsense for we are all equally worthy but I was very touched.
These may be the last sweet words uttered from his lips for some time. I've awoken fully prepared for that total Kevin transition moment when the hormones suddenly surge forth. They may come halfway through the bowling trip planned in celebration of this milestone birthday. Midshot I'll become too embarrasing to associate with for the next five years.
His present list was remarkably short. There's a Minecraft game for the Xbox and some Artemis Fowl books as he's reading through the series. For the surprise element I had to get my thinking cap on. I remembered that he liked a ukelele in a local charity shop a while back so I got him one of those. As musical instruments go they're as cheap as chips.
I also bought this book as another attempt to further counter all the relentless technology that kids today are exposed to. It comes with a host of fabulous reviews. When we go out Louis often picks up a stick which then becomes his plaything' invariably a weapon. Usually they're quite large, branchlike even, and there's often a little battle afterwards when I refuse to let him bring it in the house. We'd have a woodpile in the living room by now if I acquiesced.
Yes, I think he'll like this book. Unless, that it, the adolescent transformation brings adverse change of the highest severity. If this is so, I think that this is definitely at risk of being labelled as 'lame'!