Super: (adjective) cool, sensational, groovy, marvelous
Hero: (noun) a person revered especially for noble courage; brave person; champion
For about a week now, my children have been asking me to draw pictures of superheroes that they would like to be. We've had earth boy who, dressed in camaflouge (of course) has all the powers of earth...he can make volcanoes erupt, cause tidal waves and tornadoes etc...My daughter was pincher girl who carried around scissors and destroyed bad guys with her pink, jewel covered princess scissors. My youngest, God bless her, was super hero girl who could run fast, jump high and shake her booty to rid the world of villains.
There were several others because they wanted to change who they were every day as their imaginations went into overdrive. During this time I noticed that no one wanted to be "supermom". I consider myself super. I've got some great powers, I can yell really loud. I can talk on the phone AND empty the dishwasher AND make breakfast all at the same time. I can leap over toys in a single bound. I can sort laundry really fast, whip up a whirlwind lunch, and oh man, you should see me zoom around with the vacuum.
The next time they came to ask me to change their super hero, I ask if any of them wanted to be supermom. Three pairs of big blue eyes looked up at me and there was silence. I could see the wheels turning in their little heads and then they started laughing. I must say I was not amused. As they were giggling they wanted to know what supermom was. So I asked them what powers they thought I had.
After some serious thought, my precocious four year old said, "You read us stories"
"You kiss my boo boos" said my littlest ray of sunshine.
"You help us brush our teeth, you make us take baths and showers, you break up our fights, you pick me up from the bus stop and, ummmmm, you get us good babysitters" my serious son explained while counting on his fingers. "Can you draw our new superheroes now mom, and boys can't be supermoms because boys are boys and moms are girls!"
"Of course I can sweetie" I answered, surprised and fighting back tears. It occurred to me that my kids didn't really notice if the living room was vacuumed, or the laundry was folded or the dishwasher emptied. The furniture can be dusty, the beds unmade and they would still adore me. I have been so worried about trying to be MY version of supermom that I didn't notice the REAL super power I possess, and that is just being mom.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
The Pits
Pit: (noun) hollow, trench, abyss, chasm
Last week, on one of the rare warm days we've had, I was working in the yard wearing a tank top and shorts. Our neighbor came over to talk for a few minutes and at some point during our conversation I somehow noticed, to my horror, that I had not shaved my pits. EEWWWW!?! Here's the crazy part, I KNOW I had shaved them that morning. I knew it. As it turns out, I shaved one side and not the other. I pray to God I am not the only one who has done silly stuff like that. My mind is so cluttered that I feel like an idiot when I forget something so habitual.
A few months ago I piled all the little ones in the van, buckled them up and started to back out of the garage. All of a sudden there was screaming and yelling. I stopped the vehicle and asked what the heck was going on. My son, the most serious seven year old on the face of the earth, said calmly, "Um, mom? You may want to close the doors before we drive away." Oh yeah, the doors, I thought to my idiot self.
Now, kids being kids, will never forget things like this and they need to share the adventure. They will tell daddy, they will tell grandparents, they will tell the grocery store clerk, the bank teller, the dog and anyone who will listen. AND, they will NEVER forget to remind mommy about the "van door" incident. One time, just one time I spaced out and now every time we get in the van they have to remind me to close the doors lest I forget and commit such a blunder a second time.
Yes I have a cluttered mind and forget to do some things, but, thankfully (I think) my kids are there watching my back. Again and again. So, maybe I should tell them about my pits. Then every time I go take a shower they'll remind me, again and again, to shave BOTH sides. Of course I would have to endure the entire community knowing about my faux pas but would that be so bad? Or would it be the pits?
Last week, on one of the rare warm days we've had, I was working in the yard wearing a tank top and shorts. Our neighbor came over to talk for a few minutes and at some point during our conversation I somehow noticed, to my horror, that I had not shaved my pits. EEWWWW!?! Here's the crazy part, I KNOW I had shaved them that morning. I knew it. As it turns out, I shaved one side and not the other. I pray to God I am not the only one who has done silly stuff like that. My mind is so cluttered that I feel like an idiot when I forget something so habitual.
A few months ago I piled all the little ones in the van, buckled them up and started to back out of the garage. All of a sudden there was screaming and yelling. I stopped the vehicle and asked what the heck was going on. My son, the most serious seven year old on the face of the earth, said calmly, "Um, mom? You may want to close the doors before we drive away." Oh yeah, the doors, I thought to my idiot self.
Now, kids being kids, will never forget things like this and they need to share the adventure. They will tell daddy, they will tell grandparents, they will tell the grocery store clerk, the bank teller, the dog and anyone who will listen. AND, they will NEVER forget to remind mommy about the "van door" incident. One time, just one time I spaced out and now every time we get in the van they have to remind me to close the doors lest I forget and commit such a blunder a second time.
Yes I have a cluttered mind and forget to do some things, but, thankfully (I think) my kids are there watching my back. Again and again. So, maybe I should tell them about my pits. Then every time I go take a shower they'll remind me, again and again, to shave BOTH sides. Of course I would have to endure the entire community knowing about my faux pas but would that be so bad? Or would it be the pits?
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