Yesterday I was in my kitchen cave, listening to Radiolab and making dinner, when I felt a tiny tap on my back. When I turned around, my Foos was standing there, holding up this piece of paper and beaming at me. I got all verklempt, fell to my knees, and gave her the biggest squeeze. People say a lot of cheesy shit about their children, most of which feels obligatory, but this girl, you guys, makes me feel like the luckiest mom in the Virgo Supercluster.
I asked Seth to take some photos of Foos, I needed them for her birthday invitation, I said. He took these in like two minutes, and I am in love. I remember when she was a newborn wondering what she would really look like when she was no longer a baby blob, what her voice would sound like, what her teeth would look like. I have been staring at these photos for a long time, there she is, a person. She doesn’t need me as much; she closes the door when she wants privacy; she reads and writes on her own. She doesn’t even let me paint her nails – she can do it on her own, thank you very much.
She is a dreamboat feminist, book loving, queen of words. She makes throw-up sounds whenever she sees a Donald Trump sign and wears a Ruth Bader Ginsburg pin on her jean jacket like a badge of bad-assery. I’ve caught her belting out Sleater-Kinney in the car and Nina Simone in her “garden.” The other day, I overheard her ask her dad if he would watch “The Farts Awaken” with her (The Force Awakens), and I could not stop laughing. She wants to pet every cat, kiss every dog, rescue every stranded worm. She is a fantastic little person, and sometimes I can’t believe I get to be her mother. Her 5th birthday signals a lot of changes; she will be in school most of the day in the fall, and after five years as a stay at home, no social life/money having mom, I have to get a job. I am super nervous for both of us (my resume is so sad), but I am so grateful I spent that time with her.
Foos & Me // Freelensed
We had a great weekend! Sleepovers, good weather, the springs! Happy our home is one the kids & their friends like to spend time in, and grateful I get to spend my days with these people. These are things I need to better at remembering.
Silas, a luna moth, and me. Politics aside, Florida can be lovely.
Snuggling my sick Foos. We have truly outdone ourselves with the amount of snot this family has produced in the past two weeks. Things are on the up and up though!
Banjo doesn’t miss a photo.