Waking the Walker

A mother's quest to survive her son's "zombie" years – aka his teens.

Tag: Merle Dixon


Even with a new year, some things never change. For me, it’s my struggle to wake my walker in the morning. As a matter of fact, the older he gets, the worse it gets. He is definitely cocooning in his new loft bed. In lieu of dynamite, I knew I had to find another tactic. Turns out that tactic came in the form of Sgt. Abraham Ford (Michael Cudlitz) from “The Walking Dead.” With the clock ticking away and my frustration building because my son wasn’t getting out of bed, I found myself standing at the bottom of the steps yelling “MOVE!!!!” as loud as I possibly could. After a week or so of this, I realized I sounded like Sgt. Abraham Ford from “The Walking Dead” Season Five opening episode. Once I made this connection it was all I needed to take it to the next level.

Sargent Abraham Ford

Sargent Abraham Ford

On the extremely tough mornings, I stand at my son’s bedroom door and in my best Sgt. Abraham Ford style voice and infliction I state “This is Sgt. Abraham Ford reporting for my new mission. It’s time to get up soldier. Don’t make me yell. Do I have to remind you what your job is?” By this point my son starts to groan and pleads with me to stop. The Sgt. informs him he will only stop when he gets up. He has a mission to complete and will be relentless until it is accomplished. My son gives in and gets up, slowly, but he still gets up. The Sgt. is fulfilled, his mission is completed, at least for that day.

I’ve found now that sometimes just the threat of sending in the Sgt. is enough to get my son moving. This made me wonder why a military style approach would have more impact than all the others? The only thing I could link this to was respect. In general, most military officers command respect just by their presence, so even though the Sargent in this situation is fictitious and Mom’s impersonating him, by ignoring his orders my son was being disrespectful. Granted, this could be a far fetched concept, my son could just find this so annoying it motivates him to move, but it made my mind meander to the topic of respect. Read the rest of this entry »

Button-Pusher Extraordinaire

With the shine from our whirlwind TWD Summer Road trip beginning to tarnish, I’m again examining the things that trigger trouble between my son and me. One of the biggest being my son’s amazing talent as button-pusher extraordinaire. I’m sure every parent has one child who has dont_push_my_button-r3c6297fa441d4fdcbeee037277a46cf5_x7j12_8byvr_512this skill, but not all have quite mastered it like my son. The thing that’s disturbing is he doesn’t even know he’s doing it. It just comes naturally. And with more finesse as he gets older. The sad thing is I know this and to be honest, haven’t ever considered a way to nip this in the bud. That was until the birth of this blog.

As I was finishing last months entry, I had no idea where I was going to go with a theme for this month. That was until one Saturday night, just before bed. I was completely relaxed, having watched a little TV while partaking of some fruit of the vine. All I wanted to do was go to bed. As we were heading up stairs, it dawned on me that I had forgotten to call DirectTV to cancel the HD channel tier that we had for a 3 month trial period. My mistake was saying this out loud. At this point, my son went into a dissertation about how he read somewhere online about someone who spent hours on the phone with Direct TV trying to cancel their service. I immediately stated that this wasn’t the same thing and I have never had a problem with DirectTV. This wasn’t enough for my son. He had to continue to go and on about the story he read, to the point of trying to prove me wrong. (Some days he scares me, he’s got the making of an amazing lawyer. He can argue a point even when he knows he’s wrong.) Needless to say, this made me explode. Two things that don’t mix with button pushing are being tired and having partaken of an adult beverage. I won’t go into details, I’ll just say  it got ugly and we went to bed mad at each other, something I swore I would not do with my son.

The next morning I woke up feeling extremely remorseful for not being the big girl. I should have just let it go. I decided at this point that I needed to find a way to get through to my son about his button pushing. As with many other issues, we have light and casual conversations about the subject. Even making jokes sometimes, but just like the “King of Excuses, Procrastination and Dilly Dally,” things have escalated well beyond joking. I didn’t want to live in a war zone and I certainly didn’t want to be the screaming at my son mother that I was the night before. It hurts both of us and only pushes him away and back into his shell. As I mulled this over in my mind, my thoughts meandered to the wonderful time we had on our road trip, and than it dawned on me, “The Walking Dead” just might be the thing I need to get through to my son. This show has been littered with button-pushers and instigators, one of whom is/was the most despicable character on the show. The question was, did my son see them the same way?

Once my son was up, I respectfully hugged him and apologized for my outburst and unkind words, and we proceeded to have a brief discussion about letting things go when Mom says to let them go, especially at bed time when Mom is tired. He appreciated the apology and seemed to understand that pushing an issue at bed time was never a good thing. I waited till we were eating breakfast to step into the world of “The Walking Dead.” I opened the discussion by asking him if there were any characters on the show that could fall into the category of button-pusher/instigator. Without hesitation he blurted out “Merle, Shane, the Governor and even Lori.” I was beaming. He did get it. Read the rest of this entry »

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