Monday, March 14, 2005

A bad few days

When you're four, you don't have a job, pay bills, or fight rush hour traffic. You don't fret over your hair or your clothes, either. You simply live in a happy bubble of childhood (I really should copyright that term) where you're generally happy and carefree, and your sadnesses tend to come not from the politics of others, but from the hands of a sibling.

Noah's bad weekend got started a little early last Friday morning when he bumped his face on the bathroom vanity while playing with his big sister ("It was an accident!" said she. Isn't it always?)

As always, Mom was there with an ice pack, a hug and some soothing words. I did my usual run for the camera and took this picture of the sad clown. Thankfully, beyond the bruise on his face - it's always fun watching everyone's reaction at the grocery store...no, I don't abuse my kid...please go back to choosing between the Alpha-Bits and Frosted Flakes and stop judging my parenting - he's fine.

Then he spiked a fever last night, so Debbie and I will alternate working from home today. Yet, despite his run of bad luck the last few days, he sits pyjama-clad beside me on the couch, watching Shrek 2, with a rather contented smile on his face. He's also found time to make nice to his cat, to wave to the neighbors on their way to work, and to try to fill his own bowl of Cheerios from the pantry (don't ask.)

I'll keep this morning in mind the next time I approach meltdown because some overstressed doofus with challenged hair and clothing tried to run my bike off the road. Maybe that bubble doesn't have to be limited to kids after all.

17 comments:

CanEragon said...

Eouldn't it be nice if at some point of our days we could retreat into that " Bubble of Childhood" and let everything go !!

He's an amazing boy. Sorry that he is not feeling well, But i now you are "Right where you need to be, at this very moment."

it's all good. There is a lesson there, when you find it, let me know.

Jeremy

Joan said...

Oh...those eyes have got me verklempt!

The unmasked emotions of small children always get to me.

I'm sending young Noah a big mental hug and kiss on the forehead.

Bubblehead said...

In the words of my 3 year old

"I'm having a hard life"

They just don't know how good they have it.

PractiGal said...

Aww! What a sweetheart!

A Touch of Style said...

That "bubble of childhood" I like that and believe it or not, I remember it well. All I had to do was eat, go and play and eat some more. Does it get any better than that?

A Touch fo Style :)

A Touch of Style said...

I was so wrapped up in that "bubble" I forgot to send best wishes to your little munchkin... hope he is feeling better.

A Touch of Style (now in Mom mode)

mrsmogul said...

that poor kid..he's tearing up and you're grabbing the camera to take his picture LOL, keep this blog so when he is twenty and out of therapy, he'll laugh

Rhodent said...

Awww, great picture and very cute little boy! Enjoyed the post!

I found you through "L" of Random_Speak and I Eat Books.

Supergirl said...

Oh, wow...he's going to be a looker when he gets older... The question now becomes - does he have his mommy's eyes or his daddy's?

sxKitten said...

I know what you mean about the reactions you get. We took our 3-and-a-half year old son, sporting multiple facial contusions, to a parade yesterday. I'm sure more than a few people in the crowd wondered what we'd done to him ... until he started performing feats of gymnastic agility in, over and around his stroller.

I hope Noah's feeling better soon.

Rachel - Wicked Ink said...

Jager is sporting an eye-booboo which has the potential of a black eye. I was going to post the pic but now feel like that would be far too copy catish.

Hope he is feeling better soon.

L said...

yay! the comment box finally came up!

cute photo -- he has such beautiful eyes...

Thumper said...

Awww...poor kid. It's hard to tell if he's thinking "I got an owie!" or "Daaaddddd...not with the camera again!"

Ruby in Paradise said...

I am so happy I found your blog. : ) He is adorable, love the words that went with the picture.

Christine said...

(YEAH! Blogger finally let me in!!)

I have always found it a cruel irony that as kids we don't know how good we have it, and are in a big hurry to grow up. Then as grown-ups we realize all the responsibily and stress that life is full of, and long for the care-free days of childhood.

We should all strive to maintain a little bit of that bubble. It would be a better world!

Cylithria™ said...

Awww I hope your little one begins to feel better soon..... and thanks him (and you) for the reminder of the bubble of childhood that I needed to step back into.

riye said...

i love your posts about your family. sometimes the bubble is all we have left to remind us of what innocence means.