Birthday Dancing

January 11, 2012 at 3:11 pm (Kids, Music) (, )

My oldest child turns nine today. Nine! She keeps trying to freak me out, saying things like, “Next year at this time I’ll be double digits…” and “In four years I’ll be a teenager…” and “In seven years I’ll be driving.” She doesn’t need to work so hard to needle me though – I am well aware of the weird wonder of the occasion.

Last week she and I went to a mother-daughter PJ party at her school. She ate ice cream and I drank wine. We laughed with our friends and boogied to Justin Bieber and Katy Perry (oh my twenty-year-old self is shuddering right now, but I’m ignoring her!) I spun her around, her skinny legs flying around the room, the colored lights blurring, and my eyes welled up with tears as I thought, “This is a perfect moment. Please let me hold onto it.”

I can’t of course, any more than I can hold onto the sweet, goofy, smart, anxious, kind, loving, chatterbox eight year old. All I can do is listen to the music and find the groove of nine. Bring it on.




  1. michele said,

    Not sure if my post went thru…..thanks for making me cry over my lunch and thank you for making me stop & enjoy my 3 at the age they all are today! XO

  2. Em said,

    I really like that idea – the mom/daughter party. And I feel like that all the time. We’re pretty much done, but I’m sad that my baby isn’t really a baby anymore. Love the awesome two-year-old she is, but sad that the baby-ness is over.

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