Hitting Puberty

Puberty
The word itself it just scary/awful/hard to say, etc...
I personally remember sitting in fouth and fifth grade "girls only" gymnasium talk with a film describing the "whole" thing, but in a cartoon form. As if any of us are animated figures. I remember one young lady named V actually lifted her hand and told everyone she had already had the "period!" We all were in awe of her, but then again she also had a bra. Something, I personally begged my mom for although I didnt quite need- just so I had the bra strap under my tshirt.

Now Vitaly is entering the big P! He is eleven. He is wearing a size 11 men's shoe. Larry has borrowed his boots this winter to do some shoveling. He no longer fits in any pants that were purchased pre-fifth grade in the fall. They are considered floods. He has a weird Peter Brady sort of voice that goes from a screechy kid to a deeper sound that is a bit scary.

He has a thing lately for my magazines. He especially is fond of the JCPenney lingerie sections.
He talks about a young lady in his class as "hot". He is growing hair and as Nikolai states not on his head! He also is learning about Oxy Clean pads and deodorant and washing your hair regularly.

We had a stop at the Physician's office the other day. He is in the 95% for height. That is quite tall for an eleven year old, at this rate he will easily surpass 6 feet and this is a kid that missed out with nutrition his first 15 months of his life. He has made up for that now, because he can eat, and eat, and eat. Doesnt matter what good things or bad they are all consumed at an alarming rate that would cause any normal adult to gain weight and go on a diet. Not with him. He has almost zero body fat.

The one thing I cannot imagine is my baby with a mustache and a beard! Really? He will soon have to shave!!!

Oh the joys of puberty.