She's Bigger Enough
It starts within moments of finding that second line on the pregnancy test--people start handing out advice like they do candy on Halloween. "My kid started reading at four months because I read to him in the womb. You should, too!" "Don't bother with those diapers. These are WAY cuter. Don't worry about the poop-wrangling part. Cute is more important!" "You better start applying for college now or she'll NEVER get in."
My "favorite" of the "You shoulds" was all the recommendations about what to buy. Let's just be honest--all those people who told me we HAD to have something were liars. We didn't need any of it. We especially didn't need a bouncy seat. AT ALL.
Putting Alexis in the bouncy seat was a little like putting our bulldog Meg into a tiny little purse. Awkward. Screamy. Miserable. Of course, just because the kid acted like I was setting her on fire when I strapped her into it didn't mean I didn't keep trying. People swore up and down and left and right that bouncy seats were the greatest invention in the history of mankind. They just FORGOT TO TELL ALEXIS.
I tried and tried and tried that thing, thinking that maybe Alexis just wasn't big enough for it.
It's still sitting upstairs, waiting for her to be big enough, I suppose.
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Alexis is going to be one of those people who have spreadsheets for their spreadsheets, each detailing every moment of every day and every possibility and scenario. She has planned out so much of her future it actually freaks me out. You know it's insane when a preschool teacher is blown away by the fact that the kid has already decided to participate in sports in high school because she wants a letterman jacket. Apparently that's weird? Just don't tell the teacher that Alexis has FAR more than just her high school details figured out. I mean, if you ask her about college she'll tell you she's taking Cody with her. At one point, I caught her packing for college, including a bowl for his water. Seriously.
It's common that Alexis will go on and on about what she's going to do some day. Some day she is going to have a daughter with "yellow hair and blue eyes." Some day she is going to watch TV all day long without me stopping her. Some day she is going to have a bedroom with its own bathroom. She's got it all so figured out that I don't pay much attention when she starts plotting the days that are yet to come.
I caught the words, but didn't really process what they symbolized until later. "When I'm big, do I have to learn how to drive?" she asked as we drove down the road.
"Yes," I replied, like the little drone that I am. The kid is DEFINITELY learning to drive, if only so I don't have to haul her butt all over the place.
"OK," she responded. "When I'm big, I'm going to drive a red car.
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I caught it later. She said, "When I'm big."
Not "When I'm bigger enough."
For as long as Alexis has been forming sentences, she has ALWAYS phrased it, "When I'm bigger enough." She has said it so frequently that Mr. Husband and I adopted her way of saying it. I have to admit, it actually makes more sense than the grammatically correct version.
She has stopped saying, "When I'm bigger enough."
I guess I can put that bouncy seat away.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Reader Comments (9)
Awww. Doggone it. That is sad. Growing up. :(
I used to LOVE it when my Joey would say "hosible" for hospital. We lived one block from the hospital so he would say it all the time. And then one day he said "hospital" and I was sad. :(
kinda broke my heart a little here. as a result i might have to take up saying "bigger enough" since she no longer does.
We have had talks about college too. My daughter is 8 and has always known that she will go to college. Lately, she wants to make sure that I can go with her also and live with her. Of course I said "yes, absolutely, I will be your college roommate!". It made her smile. I tried not to laugh about being able to remind her of this conversation when she's 18.
WOW. What a blessing and a curse growing up is...
Oh! The Howler used to tell us that she would "grow taller and taller and chew bubble gum!" The day we realized she was "taller and taller" and could chew bubble gum was a day of much sighing and sad-smiling.
We still have plenty of annshinnegans, even though she's embarrassed when we say it.
@mumple--We still have a couple of Toddlerisms left, but not many. The one that is going to slay me when it goes is "skabeddy." I love it so.
Ugh...I HATE when those phrases go away. The husband and I still talk about "Fizzers" (Feathers)...and "I don't like your shirt!" (He wasn't allowed to say that he hates you/doesn't like you)
My favorite phrase of my eldests that has gone away that I'm teaching to the youngers...and hope never goes out is "I love you forever and be done." Best.Phrase.Ever.
Maybe it's just my mood, but this made me get all teary. "They grow so fast." You hear that even more than,"oh, you have to have..." but that one's the truth.
<sniffle> I hate when they give up their kid-isms. Right now Bee keeps inisting she's a MEDIUM kid. Not a little kid, but not a big kid, either. Just a MEDIUM kid. (Always with that emphasis, too.) I'm gonna miss that when it's gone.