Our weekly meets with Jax are Sunday afternoons.
He has earned extended hours of off campus family visits within a 15 mile limit.
Every seven days that I see him, he has grown a half an inch.
He walked through the door ecstatic for our visit, with swirled-cowlick-bedhead hair, high water jeans and mismatched noticeable socks below the pant hemline.
Poor kid! He looked like a homeless ragamuffin!
He doesn't seem to mind though, which totally surprised me since he likes to look a 'certain' way.
"As long as I smell good, the girls still think I'm awesome", he said with a cocky smirk.
Jax is training for a marathon,
and he is apparently running in those short pants!!
[I made him demonstrate his form for me.
I also HAD to see what he looked like with high-knees and flood jeans! It was a crack up!]
I asked him why he doesn't run in his basketball shorts, and he acted like I had just come up with the MOST brilliant idea in the entire world of ideas!!!!!
ahem.......
So, Forest Jax sprays Usher cologne on his jacket before each run.
Gets set on the track, and as the girls are cheering him on, he takes off the jacket and dramatically throws it at them. They all scramble to catch the geek-jek hoodie and gather to sniff as hard as they can to burn their nose holes with Jax's wonderful body odor combined with a cheap, Walmart scented man perfume!
Oh to be a dorky, awkward, hormonal teenager again!!!
[YOU COULDN'T PAY ME ENOUGH!!!!
But I must say, being the parent of one or two is even harder!!!!
Maybe our family teen drama story to come....
don't know if I am emotionally strong enough to type it...we will see.
All I know, is that I am paving the path for most of you, and I can say with all seriousness, that mothering teenagers is harder than trying to catch the pot of gold at end of a rainbow.
Just a lil something to look forward to y'all!]
Wah, Wah Waaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!
After that uplifting, motivating comment about children, we will move on to something truly positive.
As I said, Jax has earned longer family visits.
He was beaming to be the one to introduce us to the movie "The Croods".
[He had seen it on Spring break with his group]
We drove to the Provo mall doors just in time to catch the 2:45 Cinemark showing.
I LOVED IT!!!
OUR FAMILY LOVED IT!!!
THE AUDIENCE LOVED IT!!!
YOU will love it!!! Go see it with the kiddies!
After the movie, we walked the mall, got a bite to eat, and then it was time to take Jax back to the dorms.
As we approached the mall doors to the outside, we all noticed this...this......this.....person, who couldn't be a day over 19, standing in front of the glass windows admiring himself with a starched white shirt, a paisley silk scarf, no shoes and a freekin old man pipe!
[I was totally confused on what genre/style he was trying to get across! And he was YOUNG!!! I'm still perplexed!]
We watched in amusement as the pipe-boy never diverted his gaze off of himself.
I even wondered if there was a hidden camera?
The look on other bystander's faces watching the 'I'm too sexy' dude was priceless!
Jax couldn't quit laughing, Riv was shaking his head in embarrassment for the poor lad, and Randy was wishing he could look like Hugh Hefner too.
