These are letters to Jack, my son, and my daughter, Audrey. You have given me the gift of motherhood. This is just a little gift back. I want to share my experiences with you of your childhood from my perspective of watching you grow - of being your Mom.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Vacation - Day 1
When you grow up, you will learn the challenges of life. There are many of them, but one that you won’t be aware of till it happens is the challenge of traveling with a toddler. You are an especially easy-going toddler, so I can only imagine what it would be like if you weren’t.
The flight was interesting. Imagine if you will the challenges of confining a ball of energy to a space of 2 feet by 4 feet for three hours. Now, also imagine that you can’t explain to this little ball of energy why it can’t move outside of this area and so it thinks you are only being a major butt.
When something like this happens, you become a little desperate saying things that you never thought you’d say, like:
“Hey, Jack – want to watch Toy Story again?”
“Jack, look! You can open and close the window blinds and this tray goes up and down”
“Honey, you walk across Mommy and Daddy but you can’t climb on Mommy’s shoulders…”
“Excuse me, sir, but do you have some milk on this plane? We’re about to go into full-fledge meltdown…”
All things considered, though, it went fine and we made it to Florida in one piece. I was a little frazzled when we got here teetering on the verge of losing my sanity. I found an extra dose of patience in about 9 Krystal burgers, a large fries smothered in chili and cheese and two packets of Whoppers, but not before almost murdering the guy at the hotel at check-in that tried to sell Clay a time-share while I was trying to keep you from pressing the buttons on the security door and jamming the computers in the lobby that were set aside for business travelers.
This morning, though, all that craziness was forgotten and we are officially on vacation!
You wouldn’t think that a toddler would know the difference between home and vacation or how they might do things differently because every day is a holiday, right?
You would be wrong. You woke up at about 5:30 AM, but you wanted to watch Toy Story between a sleeping Mommy and Daddy with your milk and Cheerios. Not a bad setup, huh?
And now for a Public Service Announcement:
This is your Brain…
This is your brain on Toy Story….
Watching you watching Toy Story and Toy Story 2 is one of the cutest displays of toddler expressions that I have ever seen. There’s:
When the dog, Buster, comes to find Woody in the bookbag…
Woody’s arm rips…
Woody gets kidnapped by the Collector…
Woody makes friends with the Round Up gang:
Zurg fights Buzz Lightyear on the Elevator….
The other toys try to find the suitcase with Woody in it at the airport…
Andy comes home to find all the toys and loves them all…
I also find the toddler positions of movie-watching to be fascinating.
First, there’s reclining position:
I don’t even understand THIS position….
And the up close….
I’ll blog more later, but needless to say, Toy Story has figured prominently in this trip so far!