My mother and I were at forever at loggerheads in the weeks before my wedding, arguing over trivial details. After one particularly hot fight, as she hand glued hundreds of seed pearls to my wedding dress train she said, “It just doesn't seem long enough. You shouldn’t be old enough to get married.” I probably wasn't but I harrumphed in my mind thinking that I had lived forever and seen and done all there was, and that just waiting the few weeks until the wedding would seem like an eternity. But I see now exactly what she meant, time truly flies and those baby cheeks turn into bristly razor stubble and the feet I used to kiss are now smelly and I wouldn't touch them with a ten foot pole.
Last night, when she was supposed to be getting
ready for bed, brushing her teeth and that sort of thing, my daughter took my
bra from the bathroom counter, fastened it up over her shirt and came out
humming a burlesque type tune and doing the shoulder shimmy. K immediately said,
“Take it off, that’s not funny!” To which she hummed and shook all the more.
Then his face got red and he said more emphatically, “Take it off!” She isn’t scared
much of him and I was laughing and Son A was laughing so she hammed it up until
her daddy’s face got really worried/mad/scared and then she dashed into the
bathroom to take the bra off leaving her father with this parting shot, “I know
how to take this off and on!” It seems
that someone isn’t ready to see his baby girl in a bra. Not that I am, I think
I just tend to handle that kind of thing a little better.
Speaking of Son A, he, a freshman was invited to
the prom by a junior. The prom, oh my word… I immediately said, “No way!” and
he laughed at me and his father said, “Of course, you the man!” with a fist
pump. Am I the only one who sees a paradox? My son, who is now a full head
taller than me, chased by a girl and an older woman at that; I don’t feel
comfortable with this. It seems like someone isn't ready to see their son in a tux holding a corsage. Stop it, stop growing up! That's not funny! Laters.