Archive for December 29th, 2007

I Hope

When 11-year old L started grade 6 at school in September, she went through a several month period of fussing with her hair and worrying about her clothes.

I remember groaning inwardly, bracing for what I thought was the beginning of years of teen girl-hood, and mourning the loss of my little rough-and-tumble tomboy. Not so much sad to see her grow up as sad to see that she was starting to be self-conscious, and, truth be told, a bit worried that this strong, opinionated girl would have her edges honed off in the crucible of peer culture.

Here we are, though, 4 months into the school year, and she’s still the same kid. Still strong, smart, and funny. Not so into her hair anymore, much less concerned about her oufits, the only girl in her grade playing soccer with the boys at recess, and as loving and expressively affectionate as always. Her teacher says that “she can stand up for herself” and that she’s a vocal protector of the younger, weaker kids in her class.

I thought about this today, because of what I noticed while we were skating. L was wearing black hockey skates, and was actively, vociferously participating in our rough game of hockey when 4 girls exactly her age came onto the ice, wearing white figure skates and fashionable winter outerwear. L knows these girls, but I was pleased to see that their presence didn’t stop her from playing just as vigourously, or screaming just as loudly as she was doing before they got there.

So, a short letter to my girl (and all the other 11-year old girls in the world):

I hope you never have to feel angst over being who you are, or doing what you want. I hope you always feel strong enough to show your love for your family. I hope you’ll always stand up and say what you think, no matter who’s listening.

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Family Feast

Went for a nightime skate today, and it was fun, fun, fun! Played shinny hockey, to the best of our limited and varied abilities, and then came home for hot chocolate.

Next on the agenda is our Gourmet Feast.

Big bro R has the menu planned out. I’ve already done most of the shopping. Tomorrow we begin by making some of the items ahead of time, and then Sunday we finish up, and EAT!

We’re having spanakopita, olive bread with balsamic vinegar/garlic oil dipping bowls, spinach/mandarin orange salad with poppy seed dressing, ravioli stuffed with roasted garlic and three cheeses and smothered in tomato sauce, with a berry trifle for dessert.

We’re making all of the items from scratch, including the pasta, so it’s definitely going to be a case of too many cooks in the kitchen, as well as complete chaos, but it’ll be fun. R is walking up to our local Italian specialty deli, to pick out the cheeses and olives, and L says that she’s the head of the Decorations Commitee. Jay wants to be a sous-chef, and Tee wants to be R’s right hand man.

 I don’t know quite what transformed my eldest son from the world’s pickiest eater to a lover of fine food, but when I asked him what he wanted to do over Christmas, this was what he came up with. Works for me!

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Carving Out Time For Me

I’ve made a bold move.

I signed up for a 10 week Ashtanga yoga course that is held 9:30-10:30 Monday mornings. Which means I’ll be bringing Tee and Jay with. They can bring a book to read, or try out some of the poses, but either way, we’re doing it. Up until now, I’ve reserved the mornings exclusively for “school”, so this is a bit of a departure, especially because it’s something for me, not them. I know, not such a big deal, but it feels like one for me…..

I’m officially giving up my martyr status.

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