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Never forget: My Best Easter ever, thanks to my 8 year old
by Jillian @ http://blueshelled.com . April 12, 2009 . 7:51AM
Sometimes I manage to get it right. I often think that I’m an ok mother. I’m not downing my abilities as a parent, but I see all of those “super moms” and I do tend to wonder how they have the energy for what they are doing. Short of uppers (please pull your panties out of the wad I’m certain they are in, I’m not implying they are drug addicts), I have no idea how those people do it simply because I can’t. I tried the stay at home mom thing and failed miserably. I was sad and unproductive and Adrian sure wasn’t happy. However, that’s a topic for another time. Today, I managed to do something right and that alone is cause for celebration.
This is the part where, if little believing eyes are around, you ask them to go away for about 10 minutes. Why you are letting little believing eyes look at my blog, I have no idea because this is an adult blog.
Last night, AJ was away from home at a sleepover that he’d looked forward to all week. When I say looked forward to, I mean that when I told him he could go after dinner, he was trying to get us to eat dinner at 2:30 in the afternoon. At 7pm, he was allowed to leave and when I say he practically flew out the door and down the street, I don’t think I’m exaggerating too much. As such, Husband and I had nothing to do.
Can I communicate what a rare occasion this is? The last time Husband and I have had time without AJ was for Husband’s Christmas party, which was 2 hours. Prior to that it was my birthday dinner, which was 2 hours and prior that that, it’s beyond my memory, but it was likely something similar. A whole night is unheard of for us and while we were thrilled we were also….well, bored. What do you do when you are used to only doing kid friendly things? Bar hopping? We aren’t the type. Clubbing? I currently have a bum knee and Husband won’t dance if I pay him (and I’ve tried paying him). Toilet papering the neighbor whose motorcycle keeps waking me as he drives to work at 4am? Well, you know we’re in a recession and toilet paper is expensive. We decided to take advantage of the opportunity to actually pick out his basket together as opposed to the whole “I’ll run to the store and pick it up, you stay here and keep him busy, routine.”
Those that know us personally know that we have been on a journey of “healthful eating” that leads to eating properly and restricted caloric intake 6 days a week and anything we want one day a week. AJ has done well with this and is actually quite a stickler for the rules. He’s never believed in Santa or the Easter Bunny (again, another topic for another time), and since Saturday is our “eat what we want” day, we decided that we’d let him have his basket early. The dilemma here was what to get him being that I was not going to allow him to go into sugar shock after restricting his candy/soda intake for 4 months. This is what I came up with:
There are a lot of personal stories behind the items in this basket, but I was looking for a small mixture of decent candy that he can eat over a long term period and enough sugar that he doesn’t feel like he’s missing out. The items I included were items that AJ has expressed interest in over the course of about a year of shopping. Overall, I spent about the same amount as I would have on a candy basket and this is mainly stuff he can use again and again. I also don’t feel guilty about giving him a little bit of candy and then telling him to eat healthy meals this way. Husband and I patted ourselves on the back for our ingenuity and waited to see how AJ would react.
He came home tired from his sleepover, but happy. I explained the situation about how Easter is tomorrow and everyone else would be getting things tomorrow, but that since his free day was on Saturday, it might make more sense for him to get it today. However, if he didn’t want it today, that would be fine and it was his choice. AJ’s a rational little guy and said “Gimme the basket.” At first, he didn’t understand that the bucket WAS his basket. When he did, his expression was hilarious. He kept going through the items saying “this is the best Easter basket ever” and “I will never forget this day.” He’s a little melodramatic. I don’t know where he gets it.
The fun wasn’t over, though, as Husband had decided that we were all going to see Monsters vs. Aliens in 3D after some necessary afternoon shopping and a leisurely dinner. I’d never seen a 3D movie and I was pretty excited about the whole thing. When we got to the mall, I found jeans (in a smaller size! YES!) and an adorable old-fashioned looking dress that I’m looking for excuses to wear. One place we always stop at is Brooks Brothers because Husband has become something of a BB addict. Look, if he won’t take the first step and admit it, I’ll do it for him. I’m assertive that way. They were having a sale and while he and I looked at things, AJ made friends with the salespeople. He really did. He talks to everyone. He made friends with the man fixing our central heat the other day, too. He loves people. I couldn’t hear what he was talking about, but saw him talking to the man and looking at the women’s jewelry and asking questions.
As we were about to leave, he asked me to try on a bracelet to see if it would fit because he wanted to buy a bracelet for “someone special” with the money he’d gotten from his grandmother for Easter. After having me try on about 20 bracelets, he chose one that was so tight on me I think it cut off circulation. AJ is a loving little guy and I wasn’t sure if this was for me or for someone at school, but either way, it was far too expensive for anyone and he didn’t need to buy it. I tried to be sneaky and said, “AJ, you know I don’t wear pearls, right?” Total lie. I do wear pearls, regular pearls, not the ones with silver that he’d chosen. He winced and said, “But I want to buy these for you! I’m going to buy them for your Easter present. I want it to be special.” Husband looked at him and mentioned that if I wanted the bracelet that we had the funds to purchase it and AJ didn’t have to spend any money to buy me a bracelet. AJ looked at him like he was dumb (I’ll admit, I do that a lot to people and it’s not a good trait) and said “I have money and I want to buy it with my money so it will be special.” Leon had him ask me if it’s the bracelet I wanted and I pointed to one that wouldn’t require an amputation of my hand. I thought that the extra $2 it cost might deter him because he tends to be thrifty with his money. Not today. He had his heart set on this.
My 8-year old bought me a silver bracelet from Brooks Brothers so I could have a special Easter present “just like his.” With his own money. All the money he has. He insisted upon carrying it out of the store and said, “Mama, this is for you. Happy Easter.” I hugged him tightly, got choked up and kissed the top of his head. He grinned at me and whispered, “You’ll never forget this day, will you?” No, AJ. I will never forget this day.
Life is like a game. We all have challenges, thoughts, opinions and beliefs. Often, it feels like something out there, life, karma, catty people, or blue shells (for the Kart lovers), seeks to bring us down. Luckily, we always get up. This is where I wear my heart on my sleeve and my foot in my mouth.
