the last of the littles hits 2

Last week, we had parent-teacher conferences for Maddie the 5-year-old and Owen the 3-year-old at their preschool.

At Maddie’s, I learned she tends to hold her pee until she’s visibly uncomfortable, so she doesn’t miss anything going on in class.  She likes helping the younger children and being a leader, frequently to the point of being bossy.  Has a good grasp on reading and math; doesn’t mind correcting others’ reading or mathematical errors.

I went through 7 years of elementary school (K-6th) without ever knowing what the inside of the restrooms looked like.  Some people say I have an assholish habit of correcting others’ grammar on social media outlets, but I know I’m just helping them.

At Owen’s, his teacher–the one I offended by mistakenly joking about the restraining orders against me, and the one who had to call to tell me when he’d shoved a chickpea in his nose–told me he’s sort of the “class mayor.”  And that he’s sometimes the benevolent governor who manages the class with kindness and charm, but he can also be the evil dictator who tries to force others into his way of thinking.  Right before our session ended, we spoke about her replacement, since she’s moving 10 hours away this summer, meaning Owen will have another teacher for his next year of preschool (they normally have the same one for several years in Montessori school), and she started to tear up.

And then:  “I just hate that I won’t be around to see him grow up and find out who he becomes one day.”  I had to stop myself from suggesting she read my blog(s).

For the first several minutes after she said this, I assumed she said this to every parent this May and probably took drama classes in undergrad.  But then I wondered if she meant it.  I spent the rest of the day thinking about the gift I take for granted every day.  The gift I was afraid to receive but now can’t imagine giving up.  The gift who can’t wipe his ass all that well.

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Today, Lola turned 2.  This summer, I reckon she’ll learn to use the toilet, and another anticipated milestone will be met, but we can’t help but lament the disappearing sweet temperament, laughter, and innocence that only a baby can bring to a household as she goes from toddler to preschooler to elementary schooler.

Because before long, she’ll know all the swear words her older siblings know.  And how to lie and argue and sneak out of her bed at night to put on her mother’s eyeliner and crap in the bidet.

But for today, she’s the sweetest, most affectionate little creature I’ve ever known, and her favorite word is “yes.”

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21 Responses to “the last of the littles hits 2”

  1. Sybil Law says:

    Awww… Happy Birthday to that crazy adorable girl!

    Now go make another. You guys are good at this cute baby thing. :)

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    muskrat Reply:

    @SL, Thanks! Any extras will have to be via adoption.

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  2. sweetney says:

    I say we start feeding them cigarettes and coffee. That’ll learn ‘em.
    sweetney´s last blog post ..Office Supply Whores Unite! (+Giveaway)

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    muskrat Reply:

    @Sweetney, Won’t they inevitably do that in 10 years? Might as well wait for them to pay for these themselves.

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  3. A family of alphas, I’d say. Embrace it.
    Great, great post.
    Didactic Pirate´s last blog post ..…And Then I Felt Like an Ass for the Rest of the Day.

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    muskrat Reply:

    @D Pirate, Thanks…I embrace so long as they don’t disagree with me.

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  4. Pretty Bride says:

    How is it possible after this many years that you can still make me cry when you write about our children? Heart them (and you).

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    muskrat Reply:

    @PB, Because it’s so surprising?

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  5. BusyDad says:

    Benevolent (most of the time) dictators are the foundations for the greatest civilizations in world history. Nurture it! And happy birthday to Lola! My baby’s 2 yr old birthday is in less than 2 weeks. Maybe we can teach ours to swear at the same time!
    BusyDad´s last blog post ..Life’s Hella Good

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    muskrat Reply:

    @BusyDad, Thanks for the reassurance, and I remember when we were both expecting newborns! I reckon that was… 2 years ago. I should go into math full time.

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  6. Chad Nikazy says:

    Yeah man, that’s the good stuff.
    Chad Nikazy´s last blog post ..Rev3 Knoxville review: a family event

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    muskrat Reply:

    @CN, Above average, at least.

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  7. blurb says:

    Count yourself lucky on the “yes”.

    I’m in the middle of “no”.
    blurb´s last blog post ..Sucré

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    muskrat Reply:

    @Blurb, Oh hell. I figure it’s short lived.

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  8. Dammit, you write this shit that makes me tear up and all I want to do is hug you. And slug you.
    Coal Miner’s Granddaughter´s last blog post ..The Forest Quiet

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    muskrat Reply:

    @CMG, Dichotomy rules!

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  9. Miss Britt says:

    I love it when you write this stuff.
    Miss Britt´s last blog post ..The Cost of Progress is Comfort

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    muskrat Reply:

    @Britt, Thanks! Maybe I’ll do another like it right before Christmas.

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  10. Jason says:

    Sup Muskrat,

    Can’t tell you how nice it is to have a brother in arms with this stuff. You’ve got dynamic and wonderful kids (keep telling yourself that, it’ll get you through the fits and stuff). My son’s constantly testing gravitiy with his food from his high chair, and that’s just the tip of the story iceberg.

    Stay cool, Muskrat. I’m glad I have you to check in with from time to time.

    Jason
    Jason´s last blog post ..The Cardboard Castle

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    muskrat Reply:

    @J, Thanks for dropping in!

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