...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

it's astounding...time is fleeting...

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"Why do you keep taking pictures?" he quizzes.

"Because I want to remember this," I respond.

I want to remember how your hair, just like your brother's, remains suspiciously blonde.

How you're the only child I know who doesn't like macaroni and cheese and questions the purpose of butter as an ingredient.

How you talk my ear off whenever we're alone together in the car.

How you accept the fact I'll never understand NFL stats or all things Bakugan, as long as I accept the fact that we'll talk about these things over dinner no less than three nights a week.

How we share a love of questionably good music (ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio?).

How you dance when you think I'm not looking.

How you don't care if I join in when you notice I am.

How you relish carrying on conversations with me in dramatic, over-embellished accents.

How you come in to my bedroom and try to scare me every morning.

How you did scare me.

How I never fail to think "I love this boy," when I see you racing up the sidewalk from school.

How you love to play all sports despite humble beginnings from two athletically clueless parents.

How you'll still hug me and hold my hand and plant kisses on my face without making me beg.

How you feign tiredness just so you can say "I wuv you."

How your soul is old and your heart is soft.

How you willingly accepted me as your sidekick even though my super power - freezing time to keep you young - fails miserably at every attempt. Lucky for you thought, huh, considering your power seems to be making time fly.

How I hope it will be when the day comes when you must come to me, hold my hand, and ask me if I remember.

"So I can remember how we were when you suddenly turned 9," I respond.

Happy birthday, my heart.

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27 Comments:

Blogger Anna See said...

So dear and sweet! I love this.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011 6:50:00 PM  
Anonymous sherendipity said...

Brought tears to my eyes.
Well done.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011 7:13:00 PM  
Blogger Cocotte said...

Oh the joy and heartache of having a son! Happy birthday to your little sweetie.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011 7:39:00 PM  
Blogger Cheryl said...

What a sweet ride you've had together so far. Happy Birthday to both of you. And no, I didn't shed one tear. Honest.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011 8:43:00 PM  
Blogger Craig said...

Awwww. . .

Yer Sweet Boy has a Sweet Mom, too. . .

Tuesday, January 25, 2011 8:51:00 PM  
Blogger Logical Libby said...

It sucks that it goes so fast. I'm glad you are savoring it.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011 8:57:00 PM  
Blogger 1blueshi1 said...

Aw, Happy Birthday, Nine! I say this with amazement, staring at my thirteen year old...who will be FOURTEEN in less than four months. Who knew addition had the power to flatten and amaze? It seemed so INNOCENT back in elementary school. We mothers didn't know it was still lurking out there after we gave birth, smirking through the bushes with a muttered "I'll get you, my pretty, and your little boy, too!"

Tuesday, January 25, 2011 10:53:00 PM  
Blogger Kate Coveny Hood said...

This was beautiful - brought tears to my eyes. Happy birthday to such a special boy!

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 6:35:00 AM  
Blogger MadameQueen said...

Dang, girl. Give a girl some warning that she needs to grab the tissues. Wow, nine! Which mine will be this year -- OMG, how did this happen?!

Seriously, though. Very sweet.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 7:18:00 AM  
OpenID bikinfool said...

Awww - sounds like you have a really good egg on your hands there.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 10:28:00 AM  
Blogger April said...

And I'm bawling. Thank you FADKOG. This motherhood thing is a bitch.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 3:16:00 PM  
Blogger Zip n Tizzy said...

*Sigh*

We're coming up on 7- having kids truly emphasizes the passage of time.

Happy birthday to your sweet little man.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 3:23:00 PM  
Blogger Pat said...

Now you've gone ahead and made this old mom cry! I miss my babies! They are 31 and 29! How did that happen?

This was beautiful!

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 8:00:00 PM  
Blogger Bunny said...

Beautiful job Mom! (On the essay and the boy). My tiny one turned 6 on Jan 25, 2011 and I still can't quite believe that my baby is so grown up.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 8:39:00 PM  
Blogger Sailor said...

That's beautiful- and congrats etc!
For you, though, Thank you- because you're so good at noting these things, and paying attention. Sometimes I think I've forgotten *all* the little things and I'm glad you post things like this, because then I remember my own kid's "things", and it makes me smile :)

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 10:08:00 PM  
Anonymous goodfather said...

The goosebumps tell me its art. My heart tells me it's love. My mind thanks you for sharing.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011 10:59:00 PM  
Blogger lime said...

savor every moment. every single one. and happy birthday to the boy child.

Friday, January 28, 2011 6:41:00 AM  
Blogger Meg said...

This was just a beautiful post.

Friday, January 28, 2011 11:34:00 AM  
Anonymous Kelley @ magnetoboldtoo said...

*sob*

You are amazing. this was wonderful.

Saturday, January 29, 2011 11:28:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Once more you astound me.
FL
finescha

Monday, January 31, 2011 11:35:00 AM  
Blogger WhisperingWriter said...

This was so sweet.

My son will be 9 in March :/

Monday, January 31, 2011 2:31:00 PM  
Blogger Always Home and Uncool said...

We do have a potential match here. My daughter is the only girl in the world who hates chocolate.

Beautifully done. Happy b-day, Son of FADKOG.

Monday, January 31, 2011 3:26:00 PM  
Blogger Homemaker Man said...

This was wonderful. Happy Birthday, Ma FADKOG's boy.

Monday, January 31, 2011 11:15:00 PM  
Blogger A Vapid Blonde said...

You write so pretty.

And that makes me happy.

And Happy Birthday to him!

Tuesday, February 01, 2011 6:29:00 PM  
Blogger DC Urban Dad said...

So they do grow up? Happy birthday dude.

Tuesday, February 01, 2011 9:51:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

Thanks to all of you for your kind words and birthday greetings. My son and I appreciate each and every one!

Wednesday, February 02, 2011 9:28:00 AM  
Blogger Denny DelVecchio said...

Denny teared up, and that hasn't happened since 1993.

Saturday, February 05, 2011 1:39:00 AM  

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