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

Copyright 2007 Veronica McCabe Deschambault and V-Grrrl in the Middle. All rights reserved.

Comments

[Lisa]

Oh, V. Silly kidlets. You're a beautiful, elegant woman now and still going to be one when you're 90. One of these days your daughter will look in the mirror when she's your age and wish she was more like you. Your son will look at his wife when he's older and think the same. The innocence of youth does make one smile, though. :)

[V-Grrrl]

Lisa,

You are my new best friend! I like the way your painted that picture.