Thinking…

I need to grow up. I’m too emotional. Too impulsive. Too flighty. Too needy. To blunt. But the funny thing is…those are the qualities I like most about myself. As the world keeps turning so will I. I’m just trying to give in this world the best way I can. Tonight my boys and I enjoyed a nice dinner at Chili’s and we went to see Star Trek. It was my first time EVER seeing a Star Trek movie or being exposed to what this whole movement was about. I didn’t like it. Plus…a man told my son to shut up and I cursed his ass out in the middle of the movie. My son got scared and asked if we could leave and I told him, “No. We’re in an Imax movie, do you know how much I paid for this? Watch the movie.” And we watched it. And I was bored the whole time. But we left and they got into a fight in the car because they traded Bakugans and now one wanted his old one back. They REALLY hit each other. Each time I am so shocked. My younger son is the more brazen one. He’ll break the rules just because he thinks he can. Since he’s the youngest he still tries to use that crying shit on me. I am so over that. He really tries to throw tantrums when he doesn’t get his way. As big as he is. Hmph. I just roll my eyes and walk away from him. That crying shit gets you an automatic NO. His brother will ask him, “Would you be doing this at Daddy’s house?” Mmm…hmmm. My 8 year old is a follow the rules type of guy. He’s extremely logical yet he’s still creative.  He corrects MY grammar. My Mama said I used to do the same thing to her. ~smile~ He’s extremely sensitive to negativity…just like me. There are MANY conversations that his brother wants to have that he will not even THINK of listening to. He’ll cut it short, “I don’t wanna talk about this. That’s enough.” I do the same shit. When I noticed it I mentioned that I say the same things to my friends and he was surprised. All in all, I’m really grateful for life. I have wonderful jits, down ass friends and so many opportunities before me. I am blessed.