Attempting to share my knowledge with the teenage boy

Picture of the herb thyme
Dried thyme

After the downpour we had on Saturday, the rain finally ceased on Sunday giving me the opportunity to work outside. Days before I had gathered thyme from my herb garden, dried it in the dehydrator, leaving me with the very tedious task of picking the leaves off the stem. During my breaks from the thyme I worked in my vegetable garden, surprised at the loads of yellow beans I had to pick, and then depressed to see my six Brussel sprout plants being attacked by the nasty, vile cabbage worm. After Googling solutions, I dampened the leaves, dusted the plants with flour in hopes the cabbage worms will eat the flour and die, yes die. Sorry if I (okay I’m not) offend anyone with this attitude, but I want my plants to survive, though the other four members of my family are rooting for the cabbage worm.

Healthy brussel sprout plant before it was attacked by the vile cabbage worm.
Healthy brussel sprout plant before it was attacked by the vile cabbage worm.

Afterwards it was back to the thyme while the teenage boy sat and watched. Since I finally had his attention, (which I had to actually ask for before he would sit with me), I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to impart my knowledge of gardening upon him. As I picked at the thyme and chatted away about gardening, I realized the teenage boy did not seem all that interested. I tried to explain that one day son, you will have a house, and will need this knowledge, but the response from him was “I’m still in school mom, and the idea of me owning a home is years off so I really don’t give a shit”.

Okay, he had a point, so I decided to keep his attention by talking about cooking since he will be living in an apartment this September, making his own meals. The day before, my uncle had given me more than a dozen cookbooks, so I asked the teenage boy if he would like to take them with him when he moves? This time he replied with “Mom, that’s what Google is for”. Defeated again, I gave up, concentrated on picking the leaves off the stems of the thyme while the teenage boy went in the house to do whatever teenage boys do, hide in their rooms away from mom.

27 Replies to “Attempting to share my knowledge with the teenage boy”

  1. Ah, but the problem with Google is that you then have to cook from your laptop or iPad, and flour and eggs all over the tech gear is not a good look. Tell him that and he’ll be begging for your recipe books 🙂

  2. I can relate to what you are talking about on both sides. I remember being like your son when I was his age with my mom. When I became a parent, I hoped Karma wouldn’t bite me in the butt, but I think it already has, as my almost teenage daughter has begun the “eye roll” with me when I try to give her sage advice.

  3. That’s one smart young man you have there. Google is great for recipes, and you can just put in what ingredients you happen to have to hand, google recipe, and ‘Hey Presto’, it will come up with something.

  4. Ugh….that whole “That’s what Google is for..” comment is one I hear (and see) far too often! OMG. Kids kill me with this today! Perhaps Google has a page on how to interact with people? Am proud of you for trying anyway….he’ll figure out sooner or later what he’s missing!

    1. He’s actually really good about sitting and chatting with me, it was just the whole gardening thing that didn’t interest him at all at this time in his life. I was probably the same way with my dad who loved to garden.

  5. We are heading fast to teenagerhood – I am wondering though, that if I leave the fleas that seem to have infested his room since he let the cat sleep in there (I told me not to) then his bedroom lair may seem less appealing …

  6. Our teenagers are such wonderful creatures and mine are just as guilty of hiding in their rooms when they don’t like what mum has to say! However, there are tentative signs that one daughter is growing up and moving on…YAY! Earlier this week she admitted that she needed to stay in & catch up on some domestic c**p as her house was a tip. I guess they all evolve sooner or later… it’s just a case of waiting ever so patiently!

    1. Middle child was always cleaning her apartment when she was away at school, where the first few years she ignored her bedroom at home. Now though, she is constantly cleaning it up. Yeah, for them living on their own and realizing a clean house is lovely.

  7. The scenario you describe seems very familiar although I must admit in fairness to Theo (18) he does love cooking. We’ve been cooking together since he was tiny – our greedy-ness, the common bond that ties us. But alas, if I try and talk to him about school, art, gardens….his eyes just glaze over. If it makes you feel any better, I’m VERY excited about your dried thyme 😀

    1. lol, the dried thyme is wonderful, so much more aroma and flavour then the stuff you buy at the store. The teenage boy will easily chat about school, whereas cooking, he tells me he can cook, he just chooses not too. On the bright side, he did ask for my 18 hour no-knead bread the other day, plus he was sharing it with another friend.

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