Moment #1: We are at a BBQ and the kids have played outside lacklustery (as they are the only kids, my son wants to play the ancient Atari our friend has, and she is "scared" of the sprinkler) but outside we have come and we have played with a wiffle ball, ran around, played with Sam the cat, and my son has poked at a dead chipmunk. Yep, now my son, husband and the friend go back inside--obviously to play videogames. I go to the car to put the wiffle ball and bat back. And my daughter discovers she wants to play a new game. A game of "driving the car". So, we sit in our car, windows open. She sits in the drivers seat with her sunglasses on, moving the steering wheel, pushing buttons that are not working. I turn on the radio and we watch the cat climb unto our hood. And we hang out in the car, like we are in a movie studio where you pretend you are driving while the backgrounds are moving behind you. And while I sit there, I am perfectly and utterly happy.
Moment #2: We are at the movie theatre, watching the newest To.y St.ory. I am holding Willow, in front of me is my son. At the end of the movie is a touching scene that makes me pitifully cry, cuz I can't help but think of my children and how they are growing up--I have never cried so much at movies until after I was a mother...now it doesn't take much to get me a bit teary eyed anymore. And this is actually making me cry a bit harder than that.
He looks back at me, seeing my tear stained face, and he says "Mom--its only TOYS!" And I smile back at him, tossle his hair and squeeze my daughter a little tighter.
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