Dancing with Teenagers

| July 11, 2011 | Comments (1)

Pull, 2,3

Push, 2, 3

Twist, 2, 3

And spin!

It’s never ending, this dance we do, my teen and I.

Close together, twist apart.

Careful not to tread on toes.

Sometimes my rhythm of a peaceful waltz or mellow acoustic must accommodate the unevenness of his 21st century Pop preference. Sometimes I have to sweat and yell and thrash about, simply to garner his attention.

At times, he manages to pause his music. He watches me strutting to my “old-time” songs. I can see his brain spinning; do I join her? Do I listen to her tunes? Is there space on my dance card for my mother?

At times, I manage to learn the lyrics to his favorite tune. I watch him enthusiastically throw himself into the beat. He can see my heart yearning; will he join me? Will I listen to his heart songs? Will I hear what is really being said behind the lyrics he knows so well?

We push apart and pull together and twirl, twirl, twirl…

Category: New Posts, Parenting, teens

About Tracey Becker: Tracey is mother of 3(11 yr, 8 yr and 4 yr), living in the suburbs of Chicago. Knowing that family would be her first "career" the jobs before children were just that: jobs. The ability to quit working when her eldest son was 15 months old was the beginning of a crazy career as a SAHM. 10 years later, she is still in love with her job and family. Her time is spent homeschooling 3 kids, carting them to scouts, soccer and ballet and enjoying the blogosphere. Cooking and cleaning are not top priority, but hanging out with the family definitely is. She spends the majority of her personal "free" time blogging at JustAnotherMommyBlog. . View author profile.

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  1. Makes me want to hold my little 3 year old boy tighter and enjoy his insistence that I hold him when we’re dancing to the songs from the Cars soundtrack.

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