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About me: I'm a 40-something mother to a pickle party of a family. My husband Chuck, our tween Junior, our 6-year-old Everett, our toddler Cam, and I live in a town in Connecticut I affectionately call Mulletville Lite (aka my childhood hometown). My friends call me Nutjob, and they're right. In my husband's spare time he dresses up as a Viking and chases ghosts (and I'm the nutjob?). I'm a freelance graphic designer and writer.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Bug-eyed, batty lovey goodness



Junior drew this person. I love it because it looks exactly how I feel lately: on the verge of losing my shit. (If you're new here, I recently went back to work after an extended maternity leave, we've been dealing with a flea infestation and lack of power due to Hurricane Irene, and I'm out of wine.)

I also love the drawing because it's a little glimpse into the inner workings of my four-year-old son's mind. Everyone shits rainbows over babies and yes, they do smell nice after a bath, but to me this is one of the most beautiful times in my child's life. In my life.

Junior picks up the guitar and makes up songs. He tells knock-knock jokes. He tells me he wants smicken smocken smooken for breakfast. He draws freaky ass people with bug eyes.

He makes me laugh.

I never told my younger brother this, and I probably should have, but the only reason I survived my parents' divorce was because he made me laugh. He farted with his armpit. Incessantly. He'd play the cello from the closet while everyone was trying to sleep. He'd stealthily mock the tour guides on the horrible museum visits on which my father dragged us—to the point that my father would abandon us for another group.

They were the best of times, they were the...

Oh, right, you know how it goes.

So that's it. I'm in love with Junior and his drawings of people with bulging eyes. I want to freeze time. I want a guarantee that I'll live to be 100 so I can spend the next 64 years marveling at his accomplishments, the man he'll grow to be, and the glorious gift of creative expression we've all been given.

Can you do that for me?

8 comments:

Pricilla said...

You know he will be teenager, right?

Frogs in my formula said...

It can't be that bad, can it?

Can it??

Mama Badger said...

I'm with you. If you figure out how, let me know. Little boys rock.

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Jenni said...

There are many good things about 4-year-olds. thanks for the reminder. Glad you have power and wine back.

Jana@anattitudeadjustment.com said...

I'm with you. I just need 68 more years....

Working Mommy said...

If you find a way to freeze time for you - please let me know! I want nothing more than to see how my children will deal with the torture I'm giving them now...oh to be a fly on that therapist's wall!

WM

Stephen Back said...

is incredible when children show their first sign of art, I don't know why but my son made a xlpharmacy picture, well is his likes not mines.