Manic Mom's Mental Myriads

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Monday, October 24, 2005

Ajers

My first-born is going to be eight-freaking-years old this week. Cannot believe it.

So this a.m. I actually wake up before Ajers, do the treadmill, take a shower. Then Ajers comes into my room and I say, "Let me look at you."

"What?" he says.

"I just want to look at you so I remember what you looked like when you were seven."

"Mom, I'm still going to look the same, I'll just be a different age."

"You sure?" I ask.

"Yeah, it's not like when you turn 13 and you get all those little red things all over your face."

12 Comments:

At 7:46 AM, Blogger Erin said...

LMAO! How insightful!

(Now if all those 'red things' are supposed to happen when you are 13, WHY, oh WHY, dear Lord do I have one on my face right now!!! 13 was years ago!! LOL!)

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At 10:50 AM, Blogger cubmommy said...

LOL so smart! I agree with Erin why do I have those red things on my face and I am 33!

 
At 1:58 PM, Blogger Kelly said...

Out of the mouths of babes....

 
At 2:02 PM, Blogger J Holden said...

my little niece will be 1 in about a month

it's difficult to believe

and yea, i've been 13 for a loooong time now, apparently

 
At 2:39 PM, Blogger Charity said...

Your baby is turning into quite the little man!

volumptuous urban babes prefer walking kittens

 
At 5:39 PM, Blogger Ex-Girlfriends Revenge said...

okay, so like for the past 5 months of my engagement I have been having anxiety attacks... totally freaked out by the idea of marriage, the responsibility, the changeof my role in the world, the loss of my "single-girl-in-the-city" identity. When I got engaged, I felt (and still feel at times) lost. This is all probably more than I should share....
BUT when I read your entries, it really fills me with big smiles and calms my nerves... yep, this is what I hope for... a home life with children, a home, a husband, focus on the things and people I love.

just wanted to say thanks...

ex-gf/tess

 
At 6:23 PM, Blogger momma of 2 said...

ah..he's a smart one!

 
At 7:19 PM, Blogger Yoga Korunta said...

From the mouths of babes!
Have you read Anna McGinty lately?

 
At 7:51 PM, Blogger Caryn said...

This one really did make me laugh out loud. Thanks for the chuckle. That story and ex-girlfriend's comments made me think of the following poem by Billy Collins. Only read it if you have a sense of irony. Sorry it's so long, but it seemed to fit.

"On Turning Ten"

The whole idea of it makes me feel
like I'm coming down with something,
something worse than any stomach ache
or the headaches I get from reading in bad light--
a kind of measles of the spirit,
a mumps of the psyche,
a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul.

You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
but that is because you have forgotten
the perfect simplicity of being one
and the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit.
At four I was an Arabian wizard.
I could make myself invisible
by drinking a glass of milk a certain way.
At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince.

But now I am mostly at the window
watching the late afternoon light.
Back then it never fell so solemnly
against the side of my tree house,
and my bicycle never leaned against the garage
as it does today,
all the dark blue speed drained out of it.

This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself,
as I walk through the universe in my sneakers.
It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends,
time to turn the first big number.

It seems only yesterday I used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
If you cut me I could shine.
But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,
I skin my knees. I bleed.

 
At 8:34 PM, Blogger Christa said...

Are you flicking me off????? I love this pick.

 
At 8:38 PM, Blogger Manic Mom said...

Why yes, Christa, I am. See right up there, that's me, flipping you off! And you know why? For making me do NaNoWriMo... LOL

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At 11:30 PM, Blogger Blueprincesa said...

haha, kids are so funny. That's why I love them.

 

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