As kids get older, they're supposed to
give up special objects they're attached to, right? Maybe. I know
plenty of adults who had significant objects they're used to and
would miss if the objects were gone. Note that I am NOT talking
about technology which contains important information we cannot live
without. But every time I lose a pair of earrings or leave a pair of
flip flops behind on vacation, I'm a little sad. So I guess I should
not be surprised by the red sweatshirt.
Every year for the last few, my
teenager has become one with a hoodie. It doesn't matter if he's
picked it out or it was given to him. He wears one zip-up
sweatshirt...in all types of weather...no matter what. Here's the
current model:
Note that he's wearing it at the pool...
on a 105 degree day... in the sun. He wore it, and only it, over
a shirt when the weather was 10 below zero. He wore it earlier today
while he was jogging in 100 degrees. He wears it in the rain, sleet,
and snow.
Junior does not let me wash the hoodie.
It has crumbs from a thousand protein bars in its pockets. It has
stains from burritos and pizza. It smells putrid, like something the EPA
fines municipalities for. My husband and I joke that it probably
contains bacteria like listeria and e-coli. Interestingly enough, my
son takes pride in how absolutely disgusting his hoodie is.
I do, of course, wash it. When he's
sleeping, the only time he takes it off, I secretively bring it down
to the washing machine. The article gets washed alone, because the
water it gets submerged in turns gray. It gets put in the dryer,
sans dryer sheets which might make it smell nice, and then placed
back in a heap by the front door for Junior to don in the morning.
My son will wear the hoodie until, like
the Incredible Hulk, he's bursting out of it. Then, he'll either ask
for or get a replacement from a friend or Nana.
It comforts me to know he's attached to
something so inane. Someday, when he's a bit more grown, he'll
bring home a girl and she'll either demand that he get rid of it or
he'll ditch it for her. Until then, the repulsive hoodie is a reminder that he's still
my little boy and, like his former favorite stuffed wolf, he needs an
object of comfort.
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3 comments:
So endearing to read this! I think that is how boys are the smellier the cooler =P #WW
It made me smile this morning. How sweet that your Junior is so attached, and that you have figured out a way to wash it anyways. Thank you for sharing and thanks for linking up at Fulfilled Fridays on Living in Green Grass. I enjoyed your story.
This made me smile. How sweet that your son is so attached to something so simple, and that you have figured out a way to wash it anyways. Thank you for sharing and thanks for linking up at Fulfilled Fridays on Living in Green Grass. I thoroughly enjoyed your story.
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