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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

respite

Dinner with the family is so... familial. Hamish tells Stella that she should be friends with girls and boys but not with robbers or hogs. Bryan wants to know why Stella shouldn't be friends with hogs. After all, she loves pigs. At least she used to, back when she was four and not four and a half. Hamish says, no Dad, not pig-hogs. The kind of kid who hogs everything. Then he reaches for the air above his plate of chicken and pasta and green beans, and pulls fistfuls of it toward his snorting face to demonstrate the kind of kid Stella should stay away from. Bryan smiles his understanding, but I know his smile also reveals his adoration and wonder at his six year-old son. Dinner has become a time of revelation, of getting to know our kids on a more relaxed level, of witnessing their growth from feral bunnies to coordinated humans capable of using forks and finishing sentences and laughing at PG-rated jokes. There's still discipline and frustration but there's fun at the table too these past few days, the kind of fun that reminds you why you had kids in the first place, the kind of fun that reassures you your life is not over. Now Stella demands that Daddy watch as she counts her fingers. She begins counting. She starts over. And over. And over. There's no hurry. She's already eaten her chicken. Finally she gets it right. Counts those fingers the way she must have imagined it. The luxury of not rushing her to finish already is blossom-sweet. Stella, it turns out, has ten fingers. It's quite a discovery.

5 comments:

kristi said...

you know, now that you mention it our times at the dinner table have grown more peaceful lately. ok, well, maybe not *peaceful*--maybe that's a stretch, when we have a half-naked 3yo boy getting in and out of his booster during the meal, but the older 2 are really growing into people we can talk to, and, like you, i really love that.

Devney said...

hey elise! hope you guys are well! I love this post...the kids are so much more enjoyable these days for me. the fact that they are developing reasoning skills and don't fall apart at the seams any more is liberating. I have a tinge of sadness saying good bye to the baby/tender years as Charlie is almost 5, but more than anything am thrilled as each day passes to get to know who they are as people! and they are funny little f***ers! xoxo

vrexy said...

See! Here I am!

art said...

so sweet and loving

Amelia Plum said...

i love how you ended this post. it's such a sweet snapshot of the family dinner.

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