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Funny stories: First kisses, Twilight, and texts about poop
From the front lines of mommyhood, three vignettes from a household that’s constantly in motion:
We’re all milling about the kitchen during that “sweet spot” of the day — 4:30 p.m. — after youngest’s nap, older two kids unwinding from school and looking for a snack, dad starting dinner :), just before mom’s mad rush to get to work at 6ish p.m. We all have a moment to take a breath and inquire about each other’s day.
Cell phone buzzes in the pocket of 13-year-old’s gym shorts, announcing incoming text. He checks it and sprints for the door, saying he’s headed to the park.
About 30 minutes later, he strolls back into the kitchen. I reach UP (!) to give him a hug and ask him what was so urgent at the park.
He says that the girl he likes was there.
I ask, ” Have you kissed her?”
He laughs, looks away, and says no.
Still holding onto him like a mother bear playfully wrestling with her cub, I ask if he’s kissed anyone yet.
He laughs again. “No.”
Mom: “Would you tell me if you had?”
Son: (more laughing) “No!”
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“Twilight” has entered our house.
My 10-year-old daughter, an avid reader — to put it mildly — finally borrowed the immensely popular book from a friend yesterday afternoon and is already on page 420!
I said to her, “You basically just read whenever your eyes are open, don’t you?”
Daughter: “I read whenever I’m not supposed to be doing something else.”
She paused, then added: “And sometimes I read when I am supposed to be doing something else.”
Comedic timing, just like her mom.
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There’s no getting around it: Working moms miss things. I’m luckier than some because I’m home during the day with the kids, but I do miss the occasional field hockey game or teacher conference while I’m on the late shift.
Case in point: I couldn’t make it to the spring chorale concert that my 13-year-old son was performing in earlier this week (chorus is a class that he wouldn’t have chosen by his own volition, but it beats music appreciation homework).
It’s 7:28 p.m., and I’m knee-deep into editing a pile of stories for the next day’s newspapers.
My phone buzzes.
Text from Hubby: “r’s group sang good … d didn’t make it to the potty on time and pooped in his pants. all in all a fun time!”
New package of Batman underwear, size 4T: $4.99.
Unlimited text messages: Priceless.
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By Lea
May 26, 2009 2:00 PM | Link to this
The Twilight series is great, but if she’s 10… Read the last book before you decide whether she should read it or not. Please.
By Andrea
May 21, 2009 2:10 PM | Link to this
The start of girlfriends - now the joys of teenage years really begin! Just wait until the girl is boy-crazy! LOL!
By Kirsten
May 18, 2009 1:50 PM | Link to this
Aren’t those the same kids who rode on the 1959 flatbed Chevy truck in the “That Day in May parade” throwing Tootsie rolls and shouting to passersby how cool it is to take French? I didn’t see the Batman undies, but noticed the new girlfriend and heard stories of reaching the midway point in the second Twilight book.
By Nick
May 16, 2009 7:49 PM | Link to this
I think the underwear is just $2 at odd lots. It’s about the only thing beyond cheap seasonal stuff we ever buy there; the little one doesn’t care.