A Cat and her Boy

Treed!

Get me out of here!

The other evening, Jonah was FURIOUS with Ken and me.  I can't remember what the catalyst was but certainly it was some grave injustice we heaped upon him.

Full of the righteous indignation common to the tween set, he loudly proclaimed, "I am about ready to SAH-KEED!"

What?!

When we asked him what he meant, he responded,
 "Don't you people know ANYTHING?  Don't you even know HISTORY?  . . . SAH-KEED!
Do I have to spell it out? . . . S-E-C-E-D-E!"

OH!  The mood was NOT lightened by my bursting out laughing!  It was just so funny!  His "declaration of independence" was thwarted by mispronouncing a word he's probably only seen in writing.

And, by the way, I love that he knows about this chapter in American History and used this term more or less accurately.

I hate to break it to him that most teenagers want to "secede" from their families.

Garage Band . . . in our Living Room?

Jonah and two of his friends, Bradley and Sydney, have started a band.  Their goal is to play for the school talent show at the end of the school year.  When they first began talking about this, their plan was to get together on weekends to practice in Sydney's garage . . . hence the "garage band" in the title.

Somehow, they ended up practicing in our living room.  This afternoon.




Ken and I had a little glimpse of what our futures holds as our living room was taken over by not three but 5 teens and preteens, each of them armed with at least one electronic device.  There were multiple texts, calls, and general adolescent energy amidst the sounds of drum-, piano-, and saxophone playing.





I have a sneaking suspicion this will be a recurring event as they need a LOT of practice before they are performance-ready.