
Don't be fooled by the cute little baby in the above picture. The cuteness is all a ruse
to draw you in - to catch you with your guard down - to play on your
emotions. Trust me I know kids like this. Once they have spun you into their little web and
you are hopelessly trapped and besotted with them - WHAMO! You wake up and they are eleven!
Eleven
is a particularly *ahem* wonderful year full of fun and adventure, from
which you may never recover. They try your patience, ask impertinent
questions, emit noxious fumes, emote obnoxious sounds and just down
right test the limits of the saintliest parent. I think what helps you
to get through it with some of your sanity intact is to remember him as
that angelic little babe who lit up a room with his gorgeous smile.
When
you are hanging on by a fingernail it helps to recall how he used to
pull at your hair with his chubby, grubby little paws as he reached up
to kiss you on the cheek. When he says "Mom, don't come up to the
school today, okay?", remember how ecstatic you were the day he learned
to talk and you swore right then and there that there was no sweeter
sound in the whole world. Call to mind that exaltation also when he is
running through the house making random noises for no apparent reason
other than to hear the sound of his own voice.
Whenever he
complains about how his life stinks because he is not allowed to do
everything his older sister and bother do, it is helpful to remember
the determination that was evident on his face, when he got up on those
two wobbly little legs at 9 months old and stepped out with the
tenacity only a baby can have; he wanted to keep up with the big guys.
Just when you are frustrated beyond all rationality at his very presence,
recall a time when you would go in his room at night just to watch him
sleep; you would smooth his blond head and gaze at him with rapture,
knowing that no matter what, you would never grow tired of drinking him
in. Hold fast to that thought. Eleven is a bumpy ride, and you are just getting started.
Comments:
Oh yes....I am still on that ride....only this is my first time round the track and he complains about not getting to do what the rest of the population of America does. Mine will be 14 Sunday and the things you are calling us to remember are things I need to remember daily......Loved this!!!!
This is so funny.
And yes, I'll remember ALL of this advice when mine hits eleven. ;)
Me too! I'm seconding Joye's statement. :)
It's funny because it's TRUE! Remember him being that cute and lovey-dovey and smelling like baby shampoo!
I am telling you gals with babies and little kids, it happens. I still love that kid to distraction, but boy o boy can he push my buttons hard.
My kids will never get older than 6. This is the age where they stop being cutie patooties and start getting their own ideas about stuff.
Nope, not gonna happen. I only have a year to figure out to make that happen, but I'm sure I will find something.
Yeah, when that startlingly intelligent, blazin' amazin' little brain who grows up to vindicate your confidence that 'You don't need to save for college because he'll go on scholarship' blows a full four-year ride in half that time out of sheer laziness, you need to have a store of loving memories to sustain your love and fuel your forgiveness. Even the quiet, placid tweens and teens can rattle your cage like you never expected, when they just ignore your wise warnings and proceed to do everything they want to do and nothing you think they need to do.
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they go by way to fast, I just realized last night that shortly my 10 year old will be a teenager, and he will not want a thing to do with me. Oh God slow down time, its too soon. I'm not ready yet!
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