Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Teenage Angst

Last week my son and I got into a fight over something trivial. I think I breathed or something. I can't remember exactly. No, it isn't that bad yet *knock on wood*.

He was practicing English at the time of our disagreement. In seventh grade all the Japanese schools introduce English into their curriculum. Now while J's speaking and listening English is flawless Simpson-ese with a smattering of Star Trek-ese and a smidgen of Myth Busters-ese, his reading and writing aren't quite up to snuff. But that's okay because they have them writing a page or two of simple sentences. Stuff like that.

This is what his notebook usually looks like. I go and help him with the punctuation and spelling errors later.








Well, the day of the blowout he was writing and when I glanced over I saw this:



It was hard to stay mad after that. I was so much more obnoxious as a teen.





Also, the Evil Bear has enlisted the help of a friend and the brainwashing is near complete. The dog's turned feral. I'm scared.




*Edit to add cute pics*

Actually, the above is Cha's demented stare. Here's a couple of how he usually is 99.9 percent of the time.

Just hanging around...

And entertaining friends and family....


12 comments:

Ello said...

HA HAAAAAA! My mom is crazy too! and I guess I am waiting for the day my kids start calling me crazy. I guess it is a passage of puberty. sigh.

And your dog is way too cute for words.

Gina said...

That's too funny, what your son wrote! : )

Btw, your dog is absolutely adorable, I am a huge dog lover, have always owned a dog throughout my life! Don't have one now though, : ( but they really become like members of the family don't they? : )

Hilary said...

I'm struggling to decide who's more hilarious - your son or your dog. Those photos are priceless. I want to hug that dog!

We'll have to work on getting Benny to balance stuff on his head.. if he ever stayed still long enough.

Katarina-bakajo said...
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Katarina-bakajo said...

My mother would have killed me if I wrote she was crazy. She was very... umm.. sensitive to being called crazy for unknown reasons. You'd get away with calling her fat or ugly but not crazy. Not that I ever DID call her that... My rebellious phase involved doing "other things." and No... the last time I said that every thought it was... well, it's not. Anyways, I don't think I had a rebellious phase actually... Maybe I am due for one?

Katarina-bakajo said...

Oh and P.S. Mecha Ike is an awesome show~~~

Kappa no He said...

Ello, so far he's much mellower than I was. I shiver to remember what I was doing to rebel at that age. But the Crazy gene may kick in at any moment...

Gina, we always owned a dog too. My husband was NOT a dog person until, of course, we brought the little guy home. He has converted. He he he~.

Hilary, oh, the balancing took some practice. Especially because he really wants to rip that fish to shreds. Of course, doing stuff like that doesn't help their relationship at all.

Katarina, isn't it funny how everyone has a certain button that dare not be pushed. Mine would probably be the 'fat' remark. You can call me crazy until the cows come home. And, yes, we're big Mecha Ike fans here too!

Frank Baron said...

Um, does Cha (who looks like a wonderful pooch) always get a little, um...excited whenever he has a fish on his head?

Because I know I do. ;)

Pat said...

Ooh, I love the shot of Cha looking demented with the bear. How did you get him to do that?

Kappa no He said...

Oh yes, Frank, very good! That dog gets excited at the drop of a hat. Literally, if you drop your hat...he's on it. Once when I took him in to get his toenails cut he made the lady blush. He does have a blankie he 'loves' dearly. We try not to watch.

Pat, you know...I don't know. I might have been disturbing a good nap or something. Woops.

Mary Witzl said...

Your dog does look a little mental, but very cute too. Those photographs of him are wonderful!

And my kids write and say stuff like that about me all the time. I tell them I can take it. And I remind them I have the negatives of ALL their embarrassing baby pictures in a very safe place.

Kappa no He said...

OOoo, embarassing baby pictures! Nice technique. I'm going to remember that!