Today Finn said “I really need to be treated more like a man.”
I said I would do my best but I needed some specifics around “how men are treated”.
Here is his list of demands:
Cook my steaks blood rare
Let me cut my food with a sharp knife, like my picket knife
Let me ride in the front seat
Buy me lots of deodorant.
I said Done! And then I started thinking about how much deodorant (that never gets worn) I’ve bought recently…. and I remembered this conversation.
Driving in the car with five kids aged 10-16 after Christmas. I asked them what they got for Christmas and the 11 year old chimes in “deodorant”. Then every single kid in the car chimes in that they did, too! Some even got it from more than one person. Mind you, we were on our way home from the roller rink and my car spelled like a foot from 1984. So then I say “how many of you are actually wearing deodorant right now?” One. One out of five.