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children of dune - leto 1
Dear Work,



In other news, late the other night I woke up to--okay, fine, I was awake and getting coffee on Monday night past midnight. Leave me alone. I was busy. And the point is here, I woke up got up and was amused appalled to see the desktop screen's soft, welcoming glow was being blocked by a large head belonging to Child.

Right, I'm a parent, but I've been looking forward to him hitting the internet red light district for years, because I see no reason not to greet the inevitable with the joy of finding new and exciting ways to make fun of him. I want to say this is like, a parenting strategy, but mostly, I just enjoy the twitching and recoding normal words for him into moments of horror because that's just fun.

It was definitely youtube, and he was definitely watching with intent, so I assumed--as one does--this would be a The Moment He Got Caught Watching Internet Porn and it was like Christmas. Because that's ammunition for years. Especially if it's like, bad.

Then I saw the screen. And the desk.

Child was watching an instructional origami video after midnight and making origami boxes. There was a clear progression littering the desk. He looked up at me with wide, startled eyes, but I couldn't take delight in it because my kid broke bedtime to learn origami and what on earth do you do with that? I helplessly took the box he offered, all razor-straight lines and folding open at the top in fragile triangular petals like a flower, while he flipped it to show me he'd colored in a biohazard sign over the bottom before he started, and I went back to bed to stare blearily at the wall and belatedly remember I was supposed to like, send him to bed.

(I think he's kind of good at this? All his boxes look like were folded with a ruler, a really scary ruler.)

This is right up there with the other night, where I caught him (yes!) in his room, in the dark (yes!), sprawled across his futon bed because beds are like, not cool or something, staring darkly into the screen with the emo of a thousand new teenagers (because God loves me and will send me a cliche). I leaned into the doorway to savor the first signs of adolescent drama, because Child is now 5'7"ish and this is getting fun. He was staring expressionlessly into his laptop screen like every emo band in the world was telling him about black crows dying on windowsills and the absence of pain like a razor deep in the belly in the bastard stepchild of blank verse and haiku for dummies when he saw me and frowned.

I grinned at him. "Whatcha watching?"

He sighs, put upon, and flips the screen. Live action sand art.

...do I need to link him or something? What the hell? Sand art? He is no longer ten, I cannot just cuddle him to death for being adorable and so fucking weird and awesome.

In other news, I handed over Magic's Pawn by Mercedes Lackey for him to read, because he's going to cultivate a proper interest in fantasy if I have to force feed it to him. So far, he hates Vanyel's father and does not like his aunt and likes 'Lendel. I'm so not looking forward to the Mage Storm Night of Trauma now. He's all invested and attached.

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That was the most adorable ever.

Only you could cathc your child learning origami at midnight... Only you...

This is undeniably the best "teenager on the internet" story I have EVER heard.

Your kid cracks me up

My one guiding principle as a parent is that the kid is always, always, ALWAYS going to do the thing you are not prepared to handle. You're prepared for sketchy sexual choices and drugs? Kid's going to become a born-again fundamentalist Christian and swear celibacy until marriage.

This example is not me talking out of my ass, as a teenager, my husband ACTUALLY DID THIS to his very liberal, neo hippie parents. As my mother in law puts it "What was I going to say to him--DON'T READ THE BIBLE?" He got better, eventually.

I love how you keep trying to catch him doing teenager stuff and he keeps thwarting you, though. I think he's just far, far sneakier than you think.

Ooh, Magic's Pawn was the first Lackey book I read. And then on a later trip to the library I found Arrows of the Queen, and things made so much more sense, and I realized that reading books set in the same universe in publication order is a really good idea.

Heh, the first one I read was "Brightly Burning" (and i still have a soft spot for it today) and it took me YEARS (and a second trip to the USA) to realize that it was a series (like, I was already 16 when I bough the fist one, I think I was 18 when I got ALL THE OTHER ONES, WHERE CAN I FIND MORE???). Then I mostly read them in order, though I can't have bought them all on the trip, because that would've been to heavy to carry back? I don't really remember.

I found those two at the library, and then wound up buying the others that were out as I could scrape up the funds (um, the entire trilogies, and By the Sword and the Tarma and Kethry pair, and wound up buying Marion Zimmer Bradley's Sword & Sorceress anthologies to get hold of the rest of the stories, which hadn't been reprinted in any collections at that point), and then I was just kind of waiting for the books to be published and then getting them from a different library. Been a while since I've reread the older ones, partly since they were in storage where I couldn't get to them for a number of years.

About six years ago, I stumbled into my office around 4 a.m., only to find my 16-year-old daughter *vidding*. I feel ya.

Your child cracks me up. For serious. (was it that really cool sand art that won the talent competition in like, Ukraine or someplace like that?)

Lol, be careful what you wish for, because getting visited by vice detectives because your 14 yr old son exchanged naked pics with a a 16 yr old girl he" met" online was not in on the list of parenting skills I thought i'd need. ........ I am however looking forward to some fun dinner conversation when he brings home the girl of his dreams..........

Your child is awesome!

Magic's Pawn traumatized me! But it's still my absolute favorite book of all time.

Omg this is the cutest, sweetest story ever. ORIGAMI.

Next it will be something with unicorns! <333

real life can be fun :))))

Your kid is so, so cute! It's also awesome that your child is getting attached to Magic's Pawn. Aw! That novel (and Mercedes Lackey) was my intro to published gay fiction... and then I got to the end of the book. ;_;

I read Magic's Pawn the summer after I came out; it nearly broke me. 'Lendel's death is one of only two literary deaths that have ever reduced me to sobbing hysterics. (The other was McCaffrey's Robinton.)

This is the best post about parenting I have ever seen. EVER. I want to cuddle him and stuff, and I don't even really understand teens or children or whatnot. ADORABLE.

You have the awesomest son ever.

Your son is ABSURD. Say hello to him for me. And remind him that only very small reptiles will fit in origami boxes, unless he folds them VERY LARGE INDEED.

o god, parenthood is so weird and emotional and unpredictable

ADORABLE...and oh God...The Last Herald Mage series.....I LOVED IT LIKE BURNING!!!! Oh god his poor heart...

i seriously love your parenting method. it should be taught in all parenting classrooms *firm nod* bc obviously, whatever you're doing, your child is gonna own the world one day.

Oh. Child.

There is a WORLD of literary joy in front of him. And yes, the TRAUMA.

Just popping in to say: Your kid sounds awesome. Origami boxes instead of porn. Sand art!

And holy crap, a boy who's reading Magic's Pawn. I am delighted by this prospect. I can only hope that one day my kids will be this awesome.

LOL... a fly by because of Sam.

Your kid sounds adorable and as geeky as mine! (though his kink is breaking bedtime for Naruto).

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