| Happy Mother's Day! And yeah, I'm a mom. Heck, I'm a freaking soccer mom, as yesterday proved: the Precious Little Tax Deductions both had their soccer games (at two different places), AND their team soccer photos. My boys kicked a...--um, tush--and Loving Husband and I are so proud of them. I can't believe these little people popped out of me. Then again, there are times when I can, because they know how to push all the buttons--and, if you believe Jackie's Mom (yeah, I know, I don't trust anyone over 40 either), I, shockingly, was a handful. From yesterday, an example of my kids being very good at being six and four: PRECIOUS LITTLE TAX DEDUCTIONS THE ELDER AND YOUNGER: **Throwing a super bounce ball in Tax Deduction the Elder's room and banging it hard enough to make the walls vibrate** ME: I'm going to kill them. LOVING HUSBAND: Don't do that. PLTDTEAY: **Bang, crash, emphasized with maniacal laughter** ME: I'm going to kill them slowly. Painfully. I may even feel guilty about it for minutes afterwards. LH: I'll handle this. **Walks to TDTE's room and glares with all the power of Daddyhood** TDTE: What? LH: I'll take the ball now. TDTY: **Hands LH the ball** TDTE: I've got another one, you know. So for those parents out there who are also reluctant adults, I give you... WAYS A PARENT CAN STILL BE A KID: Watch cartoons. Yeah, we had the classics back then -- forget the original Bugs Bunny, I'm talking Smurfs! And who could forget "Thunder, thunder, thunder, Thundercats"? But there's a lot of cool stuff these days too, like The Batman (not to be confused with Batman), and Ben Ten, and The Legion of Super Heroes. (Oh Lightning Lad, with your wicked scar and your sexay, sexay red hair...) Play games. And not just soccer and basketball, even though those count. We love destroying each other in Sorry (yeah, yeah, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, blah blah. Take no prisoners!) And Chutes and Ladders can be evil, baby. Evil! Listen to music. Imagine, if you will, my four year old belting out "Who, who, who?" to "Who Let the Dogs Out". Or my six year old, snapping along to "Mambo Number Five." I'm telling you, these boys are ready for college. (Er, no. No they're not. No college. And no dating. And no reading my books. Okay, I digress...) And of course, there's... WAYS A PARENT CAN FEEL REALLY FREAKING OLD: Watch cartoons. Specifically, Pokemon. WTF? Is this seriously a cartoon? ZOMG. Now I understand why my parents would roll their eyes when I would watch Battle of the Planets. It has to be a generational thing, because Pokemon makes no freaking sense, in any language. Play games. Specifically, computer games. What does it say about me that my four year old is better at every computer game than I am? (And no, "Early onset arthritis" is not an option, thank you very much. Don't you sass me, it's Mother's Day.) Listen to music. Specifically, on the radio. There's nothing like singing along to a killer tune from your youth, feeling darn good and nostalgic and all sorts of happy...and then the DJ gleefully announces at the end of the killer tune that it is 30 years old. (Okay, so maybe I shouldn't trust anyone over 50...) So what are you doing to still be a kid, even though you're also (reluctantly) an adult? Labels: Jackie |
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Love it! The Smurfs rock the most. And we play Sorry in my house almost every night. It's become a contact sport of sorts in that the winner gets tackled. Yes, I am the only female in my house. Help me.
Lol, I play Make Believe on the computer every day.
I *adored* Battle of the Planets (named G-Force) when I was a kid. I wanted to be a part of the team so bad when I was 5. I mainly wanted their ship. Hmm..that hasn't changed really. I still want a ship.
I don't know if I actually "try" to be a kid or the like. According to various freinds or family members, it seems to come natural as supposedly, I never grew up.
Why would anyone want to? I love cartoons, toys and playing. Why should kids get all the fun only? I wantz to playyy!
Shartyrant
Thunder. Thunder! Thundercats!! Hoooo!!!
As a dad of four I can totally associate. It's like a circus most days. The gang at work stare at me when I drag in at 7am with rings as dark as coal under my eyes and wonder how much longer I'll make it before I drop. Not anytime soon mind you; I'm too stubborn.
Happy Mother's Day ladies!
Oooo I get to watch guy movies with the kids! Lest you think this is bad, I LURVE watching stuff blow up!!! hehehe (luckily I have boys)
It's of great joy to me that my parents kindly raised me on music that they grew up on--so I will never suffer from, "Wait, that song I grew up on is *how* old?" because they were all old when I was that age anyway. ;) I didn't discover 80s music until maybe 2000.
For me the thing that keeps me feeling young is also the thing that makes me feel so freaking old.
Having five kids...and being around them all the time...as a parent we all know drop offs, pick ups, sleepovers, and just the normal everyday running...I listen to lots of music with the kids and I like quite a lot of it. Which my darling hubby says shows my maturity level...I say whatever...I might as well like what I am forced to listen to. Okay, I will get back to the point and stop rambling.
I have taken my kids to several concerts and as my kids get older...I begin to be the oldest person at these concerts. Which is what makes me still feel young but also points out how old I really am.
Happy Mother's Day!!