Monday, April 14, 2008

ding ding ding

It's been so warm, warm enough to crack a beer in the middle of the day. I never drink beer in winter, that alone must mean a lot. So I sit with my cold beer and the windows wide open and the sun is setting and life is good.

Today M and I went to her friend's birthday party today at one of those all encompassing child play centers with loud blinking lights and roaring sounds and little people climbing all over the place. I don't know that I was looking forward to it but once there I realized it's a hell of a lot of fun. They had all those stupid games that give you tickets when you win and those tickets get traded in for little bits of crap. I don't care about the crap but damn if I don't like getting the tickets. So M and I took a ton of tokens and went crazy much to the dismay of probably every other parent there. We whackamoled and dumptrucked and threw balls and made frogs climb and then she bought a bunch of temporary tattoos and little bracelets and pranced around like a rockstar.

It's shifting again, this mothering gig. I find myself finding new ways to love her and learn about her and teach her about me. I am tremendously, tremendously moved by her spirit, by her wide open heart, by her boundless joy and rapid fire smiles. I never knew she would exist and now I can never imagine her not.

30 comments:

thailandchani said...

Sounds great... especially that she is so happy.

BTW, there is a school I want to tell you about at some point. A friend of mine was educated there and can't say enough good about it. It is right at the foot of the Himalayas.

Something to consider for M, maybe?

carrie said...

Whoa, can I go to that school too?

Anyway, nothing like a little Whack-a-mole to bring a mother and daughter together.

These are days.

liv said...

oh, we love our school. just do me a favor and send me a photo of M in an outrageous get-up. oof. she's cute.

QT said...

I think you two were meant to be. Just sayin'.

flutter said...

I love how much you love her.

kristen said...

it's like winning a prize you didn't even know you wanted to win. xo

cce said...

That's a lovely tribute to your M.

crazymumma said...

shifting ground requires a badass surfboard.

I loved Fight Club.

crazymumma said...

shifting ground requires a badass surfboard.

I loved Fight Club.

Gwen said...

That's why I'm bitter about those places--my kids never let me use their bday tokens to play the games *I* want.

:)

Kyla said...

I can't tell you how much I enjoy the gambling machines in those places....enough that it makes me think twice about ever going to Vegas for fear of gambling our livelihood away. "Just one more token, BubTar, just one more...pleeeeease?" LOL.

Shifting is good. She gets that spirit from you, dear.

Janet said...

The sight of a ribbon of tickets chugging out of one of those games fills me to the brim with glee.

Your love for this little girl just shines.

Pgoodness said...

what a fantastic journey, this mothering thing. the love you have for each other is wonderful.

mamatulip said...

Finding new ways to love her.

Amazing, isn't it?

Julie Pippert said...

Your final paragraph is beautiful. You remember that first moment you fell in love with her? Not loved her, but fell in love? I know it with my kids and the kicker is, they keep changing and growing and charming me all over again. So yeah, new ways to love. :)

Those -chese and -land places. I had to deal with one this weekend too. It's fun the first twenty minutes and then I am on overload.

Amanda said...

Oh, Jen, the light you've just cast on the road ahead is nothing short of glorious. I love your passion and adore this journey of seeing you as mother, woman and crusader.

Ally said...

I love how you embrace life; live it to its fullest. Let no mole go unwhacked! Or something like that.

marymurtz said...

It's magic, that transformation. Sometimes we turn into someone happy and unrecognizable and sometimes we turn into our parents.

It's still amazing how someone who comes in such a small package can turn a whole world on its ear and make us into new people.

Defiantmuse said...

dude. I'm all about skee ball. ALL ABOUT. seriously. bring it.

Jocelyn said...

I love that you let go and got into the party like that. And she will continue to amaze and delight you--moreso and moreso and moreso.

My mom still maintains we kids just got better and better, all the way into our 30's.

Now I'm 41, so I guess I'm on the slide.

Family Adventure said...

A perfect day to be a parent :)

Heidi

Mrs. Chicken said...

I get this. I am totally besotted with The Poo right now. She just keeps getting better and better.

Emily said...

"It's shifting again, this mothering gig."

Wow. I needed to read your last paragraph today.

My "gig" is shifting, too, and I am ashamed to admit that I, too often, forget to move with it. My metaphorical Mother-butt is stubborn and lumpy. Thanks for the encouragement to be moved.

painted maypole said...

"I never knew she would exist and now I can never imagine her not."

yes.

Orangeblossoms said...

beauty.... you.... this.... her..... beauty.

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Not much there at the moment.... but thanks for checking.

bgirl said...

inspiring.

Amy Y said...

I think they are more fun the older they get... Conversations become two~sided... you can still see them learning but now THEY can see they are learning... rather than taking care of them, they start taking care of you in small ways... and I'll be damned if mine got funnier! ;)

KC said...

When they're not turds...it can be downright magical. A happy, joyful child is magic.

Ruth Dynamite said...

Those kinds of places can scar the soul (I tell my kids that Chuck-E-Cheese burned to the ground), but as usual, Jen, you see the magic and find the good.

Sober Briquette said...

i loved that place the first time i took Fiona. It was fun.