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There's a Snake in My Car...

5/23/2014

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On a recent outing to the National Zoo, I offered to buy a toy for my son.
He likes stuffed animals and immediately was attracted to a very cute
stuffed eagle. But the little eagle was quickly passed over in favor of a
red, yellow and black hard plastic snake that is at least 2 feet long. For
2 days he slept with it, talked to it, carried it around and then put him
in the car to “ride with us to school.” 

The snake is still there. His name is Snakey. He’s in the backseat. I decided to leave him there as a security measure. Any would-be carjackers might think twice upon seeing the surprisingly realistic looking Snakey in the backseat. 

Life with a boy.

I grew up in a female household. My sister and I owned at least 100 Barbies…and one Ken. We were girly girls and when I learned I was having a boy – well, I was just a little lost. But life has a way of surprising you and before I knew it
the milestones of being a girly mom to a boy were right before me:

Being peed on...Fart talk all day, all the time, all year long…Taking pride in how many layers of dirt he can wear at a time…Licking pretty much anything (CVS trash can, candy off the ground, ice cream off the floor to name just a few)…Drinking dirty bathwater...Building a collection of planes, trains and automobiles…Re-enacting the Battle of the Alamo with plastic toy soldiers…Moving nonstop until he falls asleep while talking…Legos. Legos. Legos. Legos…Playdates characterized by the first 20 minutes consisting entirely of fart noises and unending laughter.
 
Being mom to a boy has some completely unexpected joys as well. Boys sure love their moms. He’s almost in first grade and he still yells “I love you Mommy!” the minute he sees me. He still wants cuddles at night. He isn’t embarrassed to be
seen with me and he loves spending time with me. I am his favorite person. I know this precious time where I can do no wrong, where I am his rock star, where I am so wise…is fleeting. Oh, how I treasure these days. 

This amazing love I get from him is so very sweet that I have freely embraced his boyness. Farts have even become funny. Poop doesn’t faze me. Dirt washes off. Race cars are more fun than Barbies as it turns out. And we are great partners
in soccer because – well -- I suck at soccer and he loves to win. 

And he is so very funny. This week’s funny moment came at the hair salon when my stylist said, “Doesn’t Mommy’s hair look pretty?” And my son said, “Yes, it does. My Mommy is always pretty.” As my heart swelled with joy and pride at the unprompted compliment he followed up with…“Except when she is naked in the shower. It’s NOT pretty.” 
 
It’s time to start locking the bathroom door.


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Elena link
5/24/2014 12:29:05 am

Love this story--and the evolution that we all face as parents!

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