Jason randomly came across this video the other night, and after a good laugh at his six-year-old self, Noah asked us what in the world we were thinking, letting a six-year-old watch Wrath of Khan. It's so not age appropriate, Mom and Dad! Jesus Christ.
I asked him if he'd let me record an updated Wrath of Khan According to a 15 Year Old (Who Has the Entire Movie Memorized and Regularly Regales His Family With Dramatic Reenactments) version, but his only response was a withering look of Pure Teen Pity that I would even suggest something so unbelievably lame.
Nobody blogs anymore, he reminds me on a fairly regular basis.
I know, I know, I tell him. I don't even really blog anymore.
You had a good run, he says.
He doesn't mind if I blog about him -- he puts this blog in the same category as my minivan, or my affinity for Jeopardy! reruns and Taylor Swift. Just another Uncool Mom Thing That Moms Do. Moms! You gotta love 'em!
So he's not the reason I haven't been writing. Nor is there any sort of family drama or offline intrigue or work kerfluffles or anything like that. (Although Ike got an absolutely, objectively terrible haircut -- like, he asked for a trim to just-above-shoulder-length and ended up with a blunt-cut lopsided bob? -- and he has requested No Photos until it grows out. That poor child and his hairz drama!!) I am healthy and safe and taking care of my mental health the best I can.
No, it's just: This year. The virus, the lockdowns, the death toll, the election. George, Ahmaud, Breonna, the collective national outrage colliding against collective national batshittery. The whole *gestures broadly at everything and everything is on fire both figuratively AND literally and oh God, not another CNN breaking news alert I cannot take it, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED NOW * cycle has beaten me. I no longer find myself even remotely amusing.
We're all just hanging on by the same thread as everybody else, trying to find hope and meaning and a purpose beyond making sure everybody get to their Google Meets on time.
But today is Noah's 15th birthday. That's worth celebrating. That's worth writing about.
(His present this year was permission to start a YouTube channel. He will not be taking any of my content suggestions.)