MOTHERHOOD

november 29

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morning snack.

Today Emma was asking me about my grandfather who passed away about two years ago. She was curious to know how old she was when he died: "So was I like walking and talking? And I could carry around glasses?" It’s funny to me how children mark time and milestones–walk? check. talk? check. carry fragile glassware around the house? check.  But I think at the heart of it, she’s just trying to remember if she remembers him.

When we were out running an errand today, Emma was sitting in the back of the car waxing eloquent about horses, horse care, who she knew that had horses….She sounded so grown up and so mature. We were having such an adult conversation about it all. Then, I looked back in the rearview mirror at her and her mouth had a crown of chocolate smears around it from the cookie she’d been snacking on. And I thought, "you’re still just a little girl."

P1010027

morning snack.

Today Emma was asking me about my grandfather who passed away about two years ago. She was curious to know how old she was when he died: "So was I like walking and talking? And I could carry around glasses?" It’s funny to me how children mark time and milestones–walk? check. talk? check. carry fragile glassware around the house? check.  But I think at the heart of it, she’s just trying to remember if she remembers him.

When we were out running an errand today, Emma was sitting in the back of the car waxing eloquent about horses, horse care, who she knew that had horses….She sounded so grown up and so mature. We were having such an adult conversation about it all. Then, I looked back in the rearview mirror at her and her mouth had a crown of chocolate smears around it from the cookie she’d been snacking on. And I thought, "you’re still just a little girl."

16 comments on “november 29”

  1. What a sweet post. I totally get it.

    My daughter is now 25 and living out on her own. There are times she will call in a panic and we will just talk for a while. I get off the phone thinking….she still needs me.

  2. I feel the same way about my daughter. We can talk about such mature things and then I’m reminded how young she is. They are fabulous friends though aren’t they.

    Love the honey pot. How’d you do that? My honey comes from a plastic bear. I want a honey pot!

  3. Oh, yes. That happens to us all the time. This morning it was expaining about dhobis in India doing laundry prompted by an NPR story. And then we get out of the car and she still wants to hold my hand. And everytime she grabs my hand I wonder if it is for the last time….

    Fleeting…

  4. What a cute picture I have in my head of the car ride. It’s sometimes hard to see your girls getting bigger. But it’s nice to know they are growing up too. I know Nissa seems so much older now, the things she says and does. It’s such an amazing thing!

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