The boy's room is usually a total shit hole, but on Sunday we moved the cabinet into his room and spent the morning setting everything up neatly. When I went in there this morning to open the curtains, I looked around and saw that everything was still neat. So I snapped a few pictures and decided that when the boy came home from school I would do a little interview with him on the subject of his room and it's contents. (Idea stolen from Maria Rose.)
Me: So, whenever I refer to you in my blog, I call you "the boy" or "my son." Do you want to share your real name with the internet?
Me: Can I ask why?
Boy: Not a lot of people have my name. And I don't want my friends looking me up and finding me on your blog.
Me: Fair enough. (I was a little disappointed because I had hoped to show the wood letters that spell out his name. Oh well. Here's the first letter anyway......)Me: What is your favorite thing about your room right now?
Boy: How it's arranged. When I lay in bed I can see my TV. Plus, my desk is clean now so I can actually use it for a change.
Me: Yep, it's clean now because dad made you the cabinet for you to put all your stuff in. Dad's a pretty cool guy.
Boy: I guess so. Except when he dances.
Me: We won't get into that. You have a lot of books, do you like to read?
(Sometimes? This is about the time I started to think that maybe this was a bad idea.)
Me: What's your favorite book?
Boy: Flush by Carl Hiaasen
(We had to stop for a few moments because the boy spilled his hot cocoa on his leg.)
Me: One of my favorite things in your room is the framed jigsaw puzzle featuring The Simpsons characters. Did you know that's based on a famous painting?
(Sigh. Moving on.......)
Me: Another cool thing you have is a Vans sign autographed by Bucky Lasek. Are you aware that Grandma wants to rip that from your wall and sell it for cold, hard cash?
Boy: Really? I didn't know that. No, she can't sell it. Maybe after Bucky dies. Then it will be worth more.
Me: I'm not sure how I feel about you and Grandma hoping for the death of someone just for the chance to make a few dollars.
Boy: Hmmmm.... (Boy is clearly bored.)
Me: One last question....what is your favorite thing in your room right now?
Boy: My bed. No, my TV. Just put my bed and my TV.
Me: Honestly, those are my favorite things in my room too.
Here are a few more shots from the boy's room:Hopefully, my son will one day be famous. He's already mastered the art of being elusive in interviews.