it happened! a paradigm shift. i looked at the bug as he was suiting up to be catcher at his ball game. for a split second i saw the man he would become. his big puppy paws, my father’s hands, strapping on the pads. for an instant i was going to offer help, but i quickly realized he didn’t need it. it happened in a flash and then he was back to being my baby. my goofy kid who honestly believed that he caught a pop fly because he was chewing gum and it allowed him more focus. i had to explain to the goose that baseball players are a superstitious bunch. sometimes you just have to let them believe…
it was a water shed day, because later that evening at home, i was asked to give the goose a tutorial (her words not mine), oh how to shave her legs. it seems that her hairy legs, though the hair is light, cause her to be self conscious. i’ve never known this kid to be self conscious in her life. i suspect it was a culmination of that and the fact that most of her friends have started to shave theirs. so a tutorial i gave. it begs to be said that i had reservations. not because she was too young, as you might think, but because she is a klutz. i have visions of her some how managing to slice open her femoral artery in an attempt to get them buttery smooth. alas, i kept my feelings to myself and tutored away. so now she has these hairless legs…great! the better to see all of the bruises and scars on her lovely long skinny legs.
so, yeah, i got this! i can be a parent to a….teenager. ok i do throw-up in my mouth a bit at the the mention of the word, but maybe by the time they are 13 i will have worked through that.
hmmmm, don’t hold your breath!