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Tuesday
Feb062007

Overheard at my house

(Trying to get in touch with my inner fit and healthy self, I’m sipping tea and reading a yoga magazine. Nine-year-old E-Grrrl is looking at it over my shoulder.)

E-Grrrl, pointing to a photo of a woman wearing a strappy, yoga top: “That shirt is really pretty, but” she adds with a sigh “it’s not really appropriate for someone YOUR age.” Wistful pause. “I’ve always wondered what you looked like when you were young.”

Eleven-year-old Mr. A chimes in: “I’ve seen pictures of her when she was younger and let me tell you, she looked A LOT better then.”

I resist the urge to tell him it's no coincidence that I’ve been aging in dog years since he was born. Instead I get in touch with my inner child and give him a nice pinch. There now, I feel like my MUCH YOUNGER self.

February 6, 2007

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Reader Comments (22)

That is too funny! Youth is so wasted on the young.

Oh, I got a package - woo hoo!
February 6, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterChar
I like the new theme - kids are brutally honest. I especially enjoy it after I get home from a 4 mile run or 20 mile bike ride and my 5 year old son tells me I need to ride/run some more because I still have a belly.
February 6, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterfuriousBall
Brats! I love the stripes and the chocolate color.
February 6, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterTB
Gotta love those kids. There are not to many days that go by that my 6 and 4 year old dont leave me speechless with one of their many off the cuff statements...I/O
February 6, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterinsideout
This sounds just like the kinds of things our daughters say to the Mom. I generally don't get too much abuse, maybe that I'm just too goofy and weird. I guess it means they must really love us.
February 6, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterTom
Well, did they see how the women dress in Italy? Like they are still 13? It is either dress like a 13 year old, or the caftan. No inbetween. Thank goodness for online shopping - because even our exchange is stocked by LN's - and I am not a size 2, nor have been since I was....13!
February 6, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterTonya
Your inner child is a little nicer than mine. ;-)
February 6, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAngela
I think the stripes are very hip and quite slenderizing :-)
February 6, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterlittlepurplecow
Ack! What happened to the 'honeymoon years' when young kids still thought Mommy was always beautiful! Honesty sucks!
February 7, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterwordgirl
Lilpurplecow,

I do like the way the stripes make me look taller. :)
February 7, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterV-Grrrl
You go Grrrrrrl!!!!
February 7, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterTera
Oy, are they all this brutal? Just last night my 7 yr old had a revelation: "Blubber keeps you warm in the winter, and Mama's the warmest person in our family this winter."
We can't exactly kick them out of the house yet, can we?
February 7, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterRD
You have far more restraint than I. I think letting lose the comeback would have been heavenly.

...nice redecorating...
February 7, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterdeezee
I am laughing.... I love kids... they are so unaware! You have raised very open and expressive children... good for you! (well, most of the time.)
February 7, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterCatherine
I love the template.

As for the rotten, horrid children...feh. Stop feeding them. When they start begging and crying, remind them of this transgression. Then make them compose a 65-slide powerpoint and multimedia extravaganza--complete with music--entitled "My Spectacular and Glorious Mothergoddess."

That oughta do it.
February 7, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterNance
*snort*

:)
February 7, 2007 | Unregistered Commenteramber
Nance,

Now I can preoccupy myself imagining the soundtrack to my Mothergoddess celebration. Since I'm so OLD, a little Aretha belting out R-E-S-P-E-C-T might work for the opening.

Meanwhile, I can play a little music for the kiddos. Sheryl Crow's "You're My Favorite Mistake" comes to mind.
February 8, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterV-Grrrl
My nephew told me recently that I look old with my glasses on. The truth hurts, but, yeah, they only know the half of it (I don't *look* old, I *am* old)
February 8, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterHer Bad Mother
Hey, Her Bad Mother--

I'm so old that I wear reading glass OVER MY CONTACTS!

Tell your nephew that. (so there! LOL)
February 8, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterNance
Can we say it's positive that at least he thinks you were a looker way back in the olden days?
February 9, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAnnie

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