No one is listening

I made that cartoon this morning. I think it best sums up how I feel at this moment.

Thank goodness I woke up early enough to edit this entry without anyone having commented in it yet. I woke up so early, I was awake before the sun, which NEVER happens. That was a first. For once, I took Kade to school early and he got to rib one of his friends for "beating him to school". Crazy kids.

I'm kind of proud of myself. Kade, like his father, likes to get to places early. They don't understand the concept of "fashinably late", no matter how hard I try to explain it to them. So today, he had an extra good morning. Which makes up for Tuesday, when he had an extra bad morning, being that we were fifteen minutes late for school. It was his first tardy in three years and boy did I hear it for that one.

He gets upset if his perfect attendance is blemished. Yeah, he's THAT kid. Super competitive kid. He doesn't compete with his classmates though. He only competes with himself to see how much better he can do. Which is good, I think. It makes him a hard worker. But sometimes it's bad, because if he doesn't live up to his own expectations, he becomes very frustrated and irritable... like someone else ... Sigh, yeah, like me.

Sometimes it's shocking and astounding to see yourself expressed in miniature form. Quite an eye-opener.

There was one time, I was driving back to the Quad to visit relatives. Some idiot started to pass me, but had to rush back into my lane, being that there was oncoming traffic. I slammed on my brakes, then heard a tiny voice from the backseat, "That son of a b****! Who does he think he is? I've had it!"

Yeah. Three year old Kade mimicking a twenty-something Me. I totally let him get away with that one because... that son of a b****, who does he think he is?!