Anyway, back on topic. My eldest son had a creative writing assignment last night. (Yippee; no math!) He was asked to select one word, only one, to describe his personality. There was more to the assignment, but the arts and craft portion is superfluous. (Although, it did have a great impact on my new O Magazine – Oprah face confetti now blankets the kitchen table. Kind of disturbing.)
This was fun homework.
His top three choices: athletic, creative, inventive.
My top three: compassionate, empathetic, intuitive.
My youngest chimed in: booger-head, meatball, doofus. (Feel the brotherly love.)
After several more selections we hit a wall and quiet contemplation set in. An autumn birthday boy, my son seizes conversational lulls as perfect opportunities to shill for gifts.
“Did you and Dad talk about my iPhone?” (RIP Steve Jobs.)
Over two weeks, this was phone request number 73. In fact, if “Mom, Can I Have An iPhone?” were a drinking game, I’d be drunk before breakfast 6 of 7 days per week. (He sleeps late on Sunday.)
And then it hit me, his perfect word: Tenacious.
So, what’s your word?