Thursday, May 10, 2012

I'm Old Enough to be her Mother

Confession:
All of my friends' kids are nearly grown--or at least graduating high school this year--(shout out to Kelly's Emily and Peri's Karli!)...I joke that by the time my youngest graduates, I'll have one foot in the grave.
With my oldest turning 29 this summer and the youngest at just 11, I can say I've been "mothering" for a long stinkin' time!

I am not the same "mom" I was when the oldest kids held me hostage. I was younger, of course, and had alot of growing up to do with them.  Sometimes, when they threw their tantrums, I threw my own. I was still immature and impatient at times.

This is my last year in 5th grade. If you count my own education, I've been in 5th grade 8 times.  I can write book reports about Abe Lincoln, Harriet Tubman, Florence Nightengale, Madagascar, Monitor Lizards and can make a DNA string out of starbursts, the Eiffel Tower AND an Egyptian pyramid outta sugar cubes, and a tub of frosting. Cream cheese tastes best, fyi.

Yesterday, I escorted the Caboose on a special field trip with 11 other girls in her class.  They placed 1st, 2nd and 3rd in the Stock Market Game in the State of Colorado, so just the 12 of them plus their teacher, Mr. Hinkle, had the privilege of skipping school and going up to the Denver Zoo to a special meeting with the other winners in the State to receive their awards.  Dani and Mr. Idaho and their boys met up with us at the zoo too.




We took with us, her giggly-ball-of-sunshine-and-chatter friend, Katie.  Katie is wonderful at being an 11 year old girl.  I told her mom she should grow up to be an Auctioneer because that girl can talk about anything faster than anyone I've ever met. And she does it with enthusiasm!  She is a pint-sized girl and a blonde bob that frames her face full of angel kisses.  The hour long trip was an education in and of itself.


When we met up with other girls from their class, it was a reunion of squeals and ponytails! I walked behind with some other mothers--clearly, I reigned as the Oldest Mother there.  And I liked it.  I mean, I really really liked it.
As I looked around at the zoo, mostly patroned by young mothers and toddlers in strollers and babies in slings tethered to their bodies, I was glad to still be in their company.

Having a child when I was nearly 40 years old was good for me. I am not full of energy to run around like I used to..but I am also not [as] immature as I used to be either.  It takes all kinds of energy to get worked up about stuff, that, life has taught me, doesn't warrant getting upset or worked up about in the long run.
SO I let things go easier.  The Caboose has a much mellower Mom than my oldest yahoos did--

So what that she's worn her new favorite summer dress three times in a week--without being washed first?!  She's 11, she'll get over it.  So what if she would rather take leftovers from last night's dinner to school instead of making a snadwich or buying from the cafeteria?!  So what if she'd rather wear her hair in a ponytail 6 days in 7?!  And those Barbies covering the floor in her room--they'll all but disappear in a few more months. And that will be sad. No more cruising down the Barbie aisle at Target for me again until I have granddaughters. I already have to walk past the fairy dresses and baby dolls... I want to enjoy the Barbie aisle just a little longer, please. 
The Caboose keeps me young and active with her school trips and projects, her gaggle of giggly-ponytailed-chatterbox-friends who talk about everything girly thing under the sun--[mostly boys, music] and reminds me of my own youth.


I found myself smiling and laughing at their silliness and at the end of the day, when catching up with Mr. W at dinner last night, I just had a moment where I got a little boob-ish as I confessed the best part of my day was hanging out with twelve 11 year old girls and holding my grandsons on my lap at the same time.

 *this is the entire group from her class with her teacher, Mr. Hinkle.  Some of their winning stocks included: Aeropostale, Facebook, Chipotle, Bud Light beer, American Eagle and iTunes.  That's a testament to the power of name recognition, right there.  Their teams made more than $300,000 in 15 weeks, combined, playing the Stock Market Game.
 




11 comments:

  1. I love the line, 'I want to enjoy the Barbie aisle just a little longer, please'. Your youngest is so beautiful and growing up fast. Linger a little longer on those things that are fleeting quickly:)

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  2. Momza~
    awesome Post!!
    hooray for motherhood at any age!!
    I feel the same way about Barbies..
    And at my age now,,
    I have several dolls of my own..
    (which confessing)..
    I do buy clothes for!..
    Chalk it up to being Female,,
    hugs and smiles..
    Loui♥

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  3. Just think of how intelligent you'll be by the time you finish high school for the 5th time!
    I mean seriously, don't those kids no absolutely everything?

    Great pictures of a wonderful field trip. The Caboose is cuteness!

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  4. Such a wonderful, warming post. Good days! And you have such a beautiful girl there. I really like her dress.

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  5. I have a 5th grader this year as well. I am glad to know the ponytail thing is not just my daughter. It frustrates me to no end that that is all she does with her hair, or asks me to do with her hair. I am sad to see the Barbies and Littlest Pet shops go. She is my oldest and I am 37 and pregnant with my 6th. So I will be in a similar boat as you in about 10 years. My mom had me 5 years after my next sibling. She always said I kept her young.
    And way to go on the awards!

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  6. I can't believe how fast she is growing up.

    To be honest, I never thought I'd miss the field trips, but I do!

    =)

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  7. This was a great post, Dawn. I am nine years behind you, and right now I'm suffering through a little case of "my life is changing forever." Thanks for your positivity.

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  8. What a fun post!! This must be what keeps you so young! My good friend Jenny is turning 42 this summer and expecting her 7th baby. She joked that she was pregnant on her first anniversary and her 21st. Yikes. But truthfully, my baby is graduating next week and I am so sad I don't have more kids still at home. So . . . I am a tad bit jealous of you!

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  9. What great words to be enjoying all your life's blessings. Thank you for your great open eye looking at life full of joyfulness

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  10. Ha! I have actually apologized many times to my firstborn for being such an insane mom when he was little -thank goodness I mellowed out some over the years! (I think now I just want to collect American girl dolls, clothes, shoes etc just for me - I do so love them and miss oohing and awwwwing over the beautiful catalogs!)

    kristin

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  11. Ha! I have actually apologized many times to my firstborn for being such an insane mom when he was little -thank goodness I mellowed out some over the years! (I think now I just want to collect American girl dolls, clothes, shoes etc just for me - I do so love them and miss oohing and awwwwing over the beautiful catalogs!)

    kristin

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