Taylor Swift has a song that says, “I knew you were trouble when you walked in”. And while I didn’t know right off the bat, it didn’t take your Mom and I very long to figure out you would be a handful. You’ve grown up so much this year, but that mischievous smirk, can still be spotted daily. I love that about you, I love your energy, your charisma, your “extremes”. Bennet you crank it up to 10 in everything that you do and I don’t ever want that to change.
But with that chaos comes a mind that likes to analyze how things work. This week, I was throwing you down the drive way with your sleds off sheets of ice. In your desire to go ever faster, you took a good long look at the driveway. You then declared you wanted to go down the opposite side of the driveway because there was more ice on that side. I knew you were trouble! I took a big grab on the back of your coat and gave you a big shove, you cackled like a maniac as you got enough speed to hit the snow ramp at the end of the driveway and fly into the street. Your calculations were correct.
This fall we went to the pumpkin patch to do the typical pumpkin patch sort of deals. But one thing you did scared me. At the end there was a giant chair big enough to sit 30 people. You demanded we stopped to take a picture on it (no big deal), and you climbed up fast. I busted out the camera and then, much to my dismay…. you turned sideways and lifted one leg to pose for the photo. I thought this was a learned behavior from girls, but no, I’ve learned it is instinct. I knew you were trouble.
Or how about your ability to retain song lyrics like nobody’s business. From nailing “God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman” by Pentatonix, the entire song of Mr. Blue Sky, or rapping each verse of the Teen Titans Go Movie (except for Beast Boy’s, you don’t like his verse). All of that is impressive but just listening to you BELT the chorus to Phoenix by Fall Out Boy is mesmerizing. It’s endearing, it’s cute, it’s impressive, it’s as Bennet as it gets.
This song came on in the car yesterday: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_5w8SJ3yVsc
You started bobbing and weaving back in forth in the car seat to the beat. Followed by, “well I’m in a bad mood but my body is going to dance to this song!” I could just barely see your curls in the rearview flying back and forth as you put enough oopmh into it to make the car wobble. … trouble…
Your Mom and I got back from a weeklong vacation from Mexico and your first words to me, “I missed Mom more than you.” During dinner last night we were having a conversation about something and you stopped the conversation and said you needed to tell me something. I told you to go ahead and you countered by saying, “let me whisper it, it’s bad news.”
The Bad News? You needed to tell me you loved Mommy more because you both had the same favorite color. You would think this would wound me but you also said I was a better cook than Mommy and that compliment will keep me sustained for several months. (Apparently I put salt on the buttered noodles better, idk.)
I want to make it 100% clear. I love every little thing about you Bennet. I love that you are trouble. I love how awesome you are. You can make me pull my hair out and 7 seconds later charm me to death. I think that is amazing. It’s to the point now that when you are being “difficult” at times I start laughing to myself. I mean, just look at all these faces you made within 5 minutes. THIS IS JUST 5 MINUTES of Bennet. I’ve had 5 years and fifty to go, Lord willing. Watch out world, this kid is going to change it.
I Love you,
Dad.
Gamenotes 