Friday, April 26, 2013

W is for Wait!


Knocking over that first domino, we remember all the firsts. Tooth, step, haircut, day of school.  But when does a thing end? A wind comes along and you have tied your last shoelace.  There was a day when I jabbed a juice box with a lethally sharp straw and that was the last one. Do you remember the last diaper? The last time you had to help with the seatbelt? The day you hauled the lacrosse bag out of the back of he car and it never went back in. The night you didn't have to search for the beloved stuffed animal?

I'm on to a whole new round of firsts, with more biggies to come for sure.  First college launch for second son. First solo european excursion for first born. First high school thoughts for my baby, my youngest. Dandelion seeds.  That's what this feels like.  A wind is tugging on my kids and pulling them by the root.  I hope they have everything they need embedded in their psyche and selves.  Because the clicking of the falling dominoes is getting louder, closer, and then it will be very quiet around here.




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6 comments:

  1. Hi, Mary,

    I guess we can but hope that some of the things we teach our kids will stick when it matters.
    Have a good weekend.

    J.L. Campbell writes Jamaican Kid Lit

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    1. I'm all about hope! thanks for stopping by & reading.

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  2. My little boy's ten, it's going far too fast.
    #atozchallenge
    maggie at expat brazil

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  3. I don't think I'll ever remember any of the lasts. You never expect it to be a "last." That's why life goes by so quickly, I guess.

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    1. that's it exactly. I was thinking today, do I remember the last time I gave a kid a bath? of course not, it was an evening (sometimes not EVERY evening) ritual then it was 'go take a shower' then it was 'Oh God you smell - take a SHOWER!' I remember tossing out the moldy tub toys after not being touched for several years. ug

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