Friday, February 16, 2007

The Commencement Address of Boo Boo

You hear that sound? It’s a distant ticking, like a clock in another room at 2 am, but it’s getting louder every day. It’s marking the days as I approach my 40th birthday. How did that happen? Some random thing on tv got me thinking about how old I’ll be when E graduates from high school and it’s very old. It’s distressingly old.

I have a good friend at work who has two boys one is three and the other is just over one. The difference is that he’s 11 years younger than me. Time is marked differently with little kids… you notice the passing of months much more keenly as they develop in language or physical skills. I used to look at my goals with getting this degree, changing jobs, getting another degree, getting this training and such and now I think about what school will E go to, what country will be open for adoption, what summer camps will be offered, will this job let me leave early to pick up kids.

It’s an odd feeling. I used to scan the 9:30 club, the Birchmere and other clubs looking for new artists to drag L too, now I’m ordering Sesame Street Fiesta Songs. When I caught E sucking on the drawer pulls again I found myself saying to L “I’m so tired of him putting his mouth on ….” Oh my god, I’m sick and tired of it…. I’ve become my mother. Ah well, the final stage is Acceptance. Does this velour track suit come in my size?

At least I get moments like E deciding to call us Boo Boo, running around the house saying “Hi Boo Boo.” I don’t know where it came from but it’s freakin hysterical. When I'm carrying his boxes up to his dorm room maybe I'll slip in a Boo Boo when a roommate is nearby and they'll laugh at my dark socks and shorts. It'll be fabulous.


Mark said...


Will of course there will be lots of "payback" when E goes to college for all those times......but in the end you won't do it cause he's the best thing ever in your life.....sorry L.

As for age, it's a state of mind, just live in the day and enjoy.

Oh, and that valor track suit, PRICELESS.


Terri Berry said...

When is your birthday???
I have to say 40's are great!! The best years.

We are so lucky and blessed to have our little boys! It's what life is all about!!

(I responded to your comment on Matthew's blog)

Steve said...

HA, we're ready to welcome you with open arms.

Seriously, it's just like 30 but instead of hair gel, it's wrinkle cream.

Mike said...

My mom was 38 when I was born and she's still around now that I'm in my 40's. As for Boo Boo, does he watch Yogi Bear Cartoons, perhaps?

Red7Eric said...

"Measure your life in love." Isn't that the line?

Age is just a number, baby. Just a number ...