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Cast:
The man
A., the eldest (daughter, 20)
C., The middle (son, 16)
J., The youngest (son, 9)
Henry and Lila- The dogs
Goodbye Fly?
I'm taking a few months off from the challenges so I can get my daughter hitched. My future son-in-law is graduating from college next week, and A. is about a year behind. Between semesters, they're getting married. (Can you say 'multi-tasking'?) We're trying to make the transition as smooth as possible. By "we", I mean everyone else. I am spending my days crying and rocking in the fetal position. Letting go is hard, friends.
Since things are all wedding/all the time, I'm devoting this month's fly to how our family is coping with all the changes 'round here.
The dogs:
How do you feel about A. leaving?
Lila: I'm devastated. She gives me all of her meat (under the table) from dinner.
Henry: Yeah. She always high-fives me when I poop in the boys' room. I'm not letting her go!
Me:
I won't miss reminding A. to pick up her shoes/backpack/phone/bedroom/bathroom/car. I may not miss when she says , "Is this REAL?" every time someone is annoying her.
I will miss everything else. The scales of estrogen will change when she leaves and I will be the lone girl. BTW, I hope you don't mind, but I am making plans for that bedroom of yours...
I will miss hearing the infectious laugh, the sarcasm, the humor and the general caring about how everyone else feels. I'll miss that I'm the first one A. sees after school and that she still feels comfortable sharing her day with me. I'll miss the camaraderie we share in awkward situations. I'll miss sending her to McDonalds. I'll miss the smell of her hair spray or the obnoxious fumes of her nail polish. I'll miss how we understand that if someone tickles us, we will kill them.
She's the grown-up. I don't want to cut the apron strings. I don't want to share. Will her new husband know that she can't take too much Tylenol? Will he remember that she doesn't like to wear socks to bed, but that she HAS to have her feet covered with blankets? If she uses the wrong detergent, she'll break out? Will he sit on the floor with her knowing that the rug is where she loves to eat her cereal?
Does he know the words to, "I'll love you forever?" Does he know that she has said those words to me when I was feeling sad?
I hope so.
I love you and will miss you everyday that you don't come for dinner, A.
Forever.
Thanks once again for stopping by, and to the Fly's AMAZING creator, Karen @ Baking In a Tornado, aka "The Blogging Original", for hosting this challenge! Would you like to join in the next FLY challenge? Click on the FLY button on my side bar. Karen will more than take care of you.
Goodbye Fly?
I'm taking a few months off from the challenges so I can get my daughter hitched. My future son-in-law is graduating from college next week, and A. is about a year behind. Between semesters, they're getting married. (Can you say 'multi-tasking'?) We're trying to make the transition as smooth as possible. By "we", I mean everyone else. I am spending my days crying and rocking in the fetal position. Letting go is hard, friends.
Since things are all wedding/all the time, I'm devoting this month's fly to how our family is coping with all the changes 'round here.
The dogs:
How do you feel about A. leaving?
Lila: I'm devastated. She gives me all of her meat (under the table) from dinner.
Henry: Yeah. She always high-fives me when I poop in the boys' room. I'm not letting her go!
The youngest:
What will you miss/not miss about your sister?
J: I will miss how A. moves the stuff in her car to make room for me.
J: I won't miss how she keeps stealing my orange toothpaste. I'm also happy that I will get her room.
A. lives out of her car. Like a hobo. A hobo with a car.
The middle child:
What will you miss/not miss about A's leaving?
C: I won't miss her losing my coffee mugs in her car anymore. Or stealing my socks. I also won't miss how she jumps into bed and then wakes me up to turn off her light. I am excited to be getting her room when she leaves.
C. I will miss our talks, playing badminton and how we both understand the value of an old video game. "Ty the Tasmanian Tiger" and "Simpson's Hit and Run" on the original X-box.
Late night video games, conversations and unwanted, but needed advice.
The Man:
M: Well, I'm happy that I'll be able to crunch chips and eat cereal without driving her nuts. I won't miss being afraid to look into her bathroom. Jeesh, have you seen her car? I'll probably be cleaning up her room to make space for an office...
M. I will miss how sensitive she is about the world. I'll definitely miss that sense of humor; and how she makes you laugh out loud. I'll miss having our whole family under one roof...
The eldest, herself:
A. I won't miss being grilled on the day before a Fly on the Wall post is due. I won't miss hearing the dishes clank around on Saturday mornings. I know you're cleaning out the dishwasher and that I should be helping...but it's SATURDAY! I won't miss the sound of LEGOs being sorted through early in the morning. I won't miss hearing the clarinet at 3 a.m.! I won't miss using any of the bathrooms a boy/man just used. (Welcome to marriage!)
A. I will miss: teasing my brothers about ANYTHING. I'll miss the dogs. I'll miss coming home and smelling what's for dinner. I'll miss using your endless amount of school supplies, coffee and "popcorn meals". I'll miss that whenever I tell you someone hurt me, you threaten to find them and the mother they came from." I'll miss the ice machine. I'll miss our long talks and being able to run to dad and have him automatically diagnose my electronic problems. I'll also miss that silly muppet face dad makes when he's surprising us or making you laugh. I'll miss falling asleep knowing I'm safe and loved. Ugh. I'm going to miss having my own room...
Me:
I won't miss reminding A. to pick up her shoes/backpack/phone/bedroom/bathroom/car. I may not miss when she says , "Is this REAL?" every time someone is annoying her.
I will miss everything else. The scales of estrogen will change when she leaves and I will be the lone girl. BTW, I hope you don't mind, but I am making plans for that bedroom of yours...
This will make a great craft room!
I will miss hearing the infectious laugh, the sarcasm, the humor and the general caring about how everyone else feels. I'll miss that I'm the first one A. sees after school and that she still feels comfortable sharing her day with me. I'll miss the camaraderie we share in awkward situations. I'll miss sending her to McDonalds. I'll miss the smell of her hair spray or the obnoxious fumes of her nail polish. I'll miss how we understand that if someone tickles us, we will kill them.
She's the grown-up. I don't want to cut the apron strings. I don't want to share. Will her new husband know that she can't take too much Tylenol? Will he remember that she doesn't like to wear socks to bed, but that she HAS to have her feet covered with blankets? If she uses the wrong detergent, she'll break out? Will he sit on the floor with her knowing that the rug is where she loves to eat her cereal?
Does he know the words to, "I'll love you forever?" Does he know that she has said those words to me when I was feeling sad?
I hope so.
I love you and will miss you everyday that you don't come for dinner, A.
Forever.
Thanks once again for stopping by, and to the Fly's AMAZING creator, Karen @ Baking In a Tornado, aka "The Blogging Original", for hosting this challenge! Would you like to join in the next FLY challenge? Click on the FLY button on my side bar. Karen will more than take care of you.
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-Michele