i wish for a do-over
August 25, 2006
It was one of those perfect summer days. Where by the early evening you feel happy, tired, but at the same time refreshed. If that makes any sense. We had gone to the beach, caught little fish in buckets, and then gone for ice cream. One of those days where no one fought, or at least they didn’t fight much, this is reality after all, and things just seemed easy.
It was one of the days that I thought parenting would be solely made up of when I signed up for this mothering gig.
We got home and were sitting on the front porch steps. I felt like we could be in one of those Country Time Lemonade commercials. Sticky with ice cream, smiling, colored in sepia tones.
My 7 yr old hugged me and thanked me for all the fun he had, and especially for the ice cream. “Remember when we had all those wishing dandelions and we made lots of wishes? I wished for a perfect day… just like today. My wishes came true! What did you wish for, Mommy? Did your wish come true?”
On Mother’s day he had given me a “wishing dandelion” from our yard. He told me my present was that I could have any wish I wanted. If I were smarter I would have wished for a day with my children just like this one.
Instead I wished that all the dandelion seeds would blow into the neighbors yard, because we have enough of those damn yellow weeds already.
What a waste.
Today has started off as a less than stellar day and I really wish that there were some wishing dandelions out in the yard that I could go pick. I would wish for a do-over.
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