I rully want to get Zoey
this rad shark sleeping bag for old times' sake. (Reasons that sentence kills me: as if there is
another shark sleeping bag that is
not rad; the fact that for old times' sake means less than 4 years ago...*sigh*.)
I am pretty sure that whoever designed the aptly named
Chum Buddy was peeping into our window on Zoey's very first Halloween when she went as a shark. (Went
where exactly, I don't know.) Here she is apparently plum tuckered from the weight of nylon, zonked on the rug in her room like a treat.
There will be a time (in another 4 years, *deeper sigh*) when Zoey will go to slumber parties, a living room floor littered with squealing girls in High School Musical sleeping bags, Justin Bieber 2.0
h-no-what-can-I-do-to-slow-down-the-plodding-of-time? I guess I like to imagine my girl nestled in a 7ft. shark on just such an occasion, 30lbs. of poly-fill not so stiff as a board or light as a feather between her and the shrieks of sameness that comes with being a girl at a sleepover.
Safe in the belly of the beast like that.
I am pretty sure that whoever designed the aptly named Chum Buddy was peeping into our window on Zoey's very first Halloween when she went as a shark. (Went where exactly, I don't know.) Here she is apparently plum tuckered from the weight of nylon, zonked on the rug in her room like a treat.
There will be a time (in another 4 years, *deeper sigh*) when Zoey will go to slumber parties, a living room floor littered with squealing girls in High School Musical sleeping bags, Justin Bieber 2.0h-no-what-can-I-do-to-slow-down-the-plodding-of-time? I guess I like to imagine my girl nestled in a 7ft. shark on just such an occasion, 30lbs. of poly-fill not so stiff as a board or light as a feather between her and the shrieks of sameness that comes with being a girl at a sleepover.
Safe in the belly of the beast like that.
12 comments:
gawd. she is adorable.
LOVE this post. You have SUCH a way!!
Did you take her trick-or-treating and eat all the candy yourself?
Because, that's what I call an awesome idea.
Absolutely the cutest baby Halloween costume!!
I have an 8-year-old daughter. She's pretty quirky and individual & all...but not sure she'd sign on for taking the rad shark to a slumber party. But maybe I'm just underestimating her!
To revisit a sad day in our Mother/Daughter relationship...and. yes, it is pertinent to the post....At about the same age to which you are projecting Zoey happily going off to a slumber party with YOUR version of a rad shark sleeping bag...take yourself back to you-and me-at the same age. There we were at The Village, the big, shiny new Mall in town; loitering in The Nature Store. Picture me discovering a cache of realisticly done, latex animal snouts...picture me having trouble deciding whether I liked the Elephant Trunk or the Toucan Beak better-then follow me across the store with either the beak or the trunk afixed to my smiling face... finding you, my suddenly surley teenaged Sweetie. I tapped you and you turned around and, instead of laughing, you hissed at me in, what? mortification....sudden hatred? This angry rejection, of course did not bring out the best in me so I followed you around the store just trying to get you to laugh and lighten up. Well, THAT didn't happen. This Mother/Daughter silly shopping and attempted bonding episode ended with your pulling the mask out from my face as far as the rubber band would allow and letting it go so that I was painfully smacked down by both you and the mask. You ran off crying. I stood there crying....and forevermore this became a testament to my insensitivity/Bad Mothering in your mind and in family lore. This was probably one of the early examples of how our relationship was to be for the next couple of years. All I remember is that there was an agonizing period during which my beloved daughter was MIA and the person that looked like her living in our house just plain didn't like me, didn't like anything I said or did and acted as though my very existence was an affront to her being.
As history shows, we survived the teenage Mother/Daughter Years and all is well....but when I think of you giving Zoey that RAD Shark Sleeping Bag to take to a pre-teen/teen Slumber Party...well my mind goes back...good luck and don't forget to duck! You and I may think it's Great but I can guarantee that for a while during Zoey's entre into teendom there will be NOTHING you like that she will approve of or agree with you on. You still have some years in which Miss Z will adore you-enjoy them!
Love Mom Despite the Tucan Beak Incident
Love that Zoey.
she is the cutest shark ever. i thought this was going to be a post about shark week.
Henry says that having things like that that are "realistic shark" images or likenesses, courts dangerous karma. He always warns me against buying those T-shirts that say "bite me" or something else "shark-like". He says I am playing with Mother Nature and you are never to "fuck" with Mother Nature.
My Dad used to bundle me in his arms and say I remember when you fit in the palm of my hand. You are getting to big. I have to Bonsai you now. He was, I guess feeling a little like you. But all I wanted to ever do was be grown up.
Judy, your story is just the best, even though it did make me a little sad. How DARE you try to make your pubescent daughter laugh by donning a snout in public?! You obviously had it coming. haha
Reading this reminded me of why I'm okay with having two boys.
xo
What a darling post!! Love it!
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