L: “Is there anything more beautiful than this?”
Monthly Archives: December 2012
Inquisitive
L: “Why is it cooler at a higher elevation if we’re closer to the sun?’
L: “How did I go from breathing fluid to breathing air? I don’t get the whole birth process. I don’t have gills, right?”
Me: “I’ll get back to you on those questions…”
Let’s Head Back to First Grade
First Grade Girl: “What type of mascara does L use?”
Me: “He doesn’t wear any mascara.”
FGG: “Then how do you explain those eyelashes?”
Me: “He stood in line twice for those.”
Past Tense-First Day of Kindergarten
L-“I’m not nervous. I’m not nervous. I’m totally comfortable. I’m really excited. I’m just so not nervous.”
Teacher during K initiation, circle time:
“Does anyone have any feelings or thoughts he or she would like to share?
L-“Yes, I’m really, really nervous.”
Teacher: “Thank you for sharing that. Does anyone else feel that way?”
Many, many hands instantly fly upward. OF COURSE. Everyone’s petrified. Including me.
Seven Past, Eight Now
I documented L’s last evening as a seven year old. I took treats to his class the next day. His school has a great tradition of asking if anyone would like to share something they appreciate about the birthday kid. Some of the responses:
“L is a great friend and is always by my side when I need him.”
“L is my best friend.”
“If anyone ever needs any help, L’s there.”
“L is really, really funny.”
“I love how creative he is. He’s helping me learn to draw.”
“L taught me more than I ever knew about gas masks.” (Said by his teacher.)
Modeling… The End of the Line
Let’s say 2006, maybe 2007…
Looks like fun.
Not shown: Having a mini pumpkin tossed to you about 57,000 times. Anything for a laugh, right? Or, moreover, a shot. THE shot.
We’re done with this now.
Tiger Beat dreams are dashed. As they should be.
UFOs – Semi-Past-Tense
Somewhere, outside the boundaries of Area 51….
Take My Moment
For a seriously articulate kid, one who knows the definitions and/or history of:
-Philanthropic
-Tautology
-Ethereal
-Maladjusted
-Eccentric
-Misconstrued
-Lusitania
-Sopwith Camel
-Corsair
-GeeBee
….and of course, Zombie
It’s so utterly heartbreaking to have him reach the end of his rope, end of the day, still not able to say “I’m tired” and describe a series of mishaps as:
“I’m so sad. I had a great day. And now I’m really struggling with the last part of my day.”
And he bursts into tears.
These are the moments when I’d give anything, everything to trade places. To have him know that this is a moment that will pass, that there will be many moments like this one.
As if I would have heard any of that when I was seven and just having a rough couple of hours.
Onward.
Breathing Exercises
“Mom, it’s time to take a deep breath.”
Yup.
My Identity
“L, do you want a back up pair of shoes?”
“No, these shoes are a part of my identity.”
My Kid Wears A Gas Mask 