You Capture: On a date with my daughter

by CountryFriedMama on February 4, 2010

I have two great girls.  Individually, I enjoy them so much.  But lately, when they are together, I harbor fantasies of running away from home.

There are 5 million pieces of plastic crap in our house, but they will fight over one particular piece like it is the last morsel of food on a dying planet.

Belly, sweet girl, will join me on the couch for a snuggle, and just when I start thinking there could not be a gentler toddler on the planet, Miss D. will come sit by her side and receive a baby beating for her troubles.  Beware the jealous little sister; she can be vicious.

I’m trying hard to find ways to do things with each of them alone so I don’t forget how wonderful they are…when they’re not whining and fighting and screaming.

Which is how I ended up with Miss D. at a library puppet show one afternoon in late January.  This particular library is serious about its rules.  When they said the show was for kids ages three and up, I knew Belly could not come.  I found a sitter and told Miss D. we were going on a date.

She got dressed up in a sparkly shirt and leggings, her almost-Uggs, and her fanciest bows.  I looked forward to sitting with her on the floor and watching the show, but she saw friends as soon as we arrived, and that was that.  I was banished to the chairs by the wall, and Miss D. spent our date hanging out with her girls.

I spent our date catching up on Twitter while glancing up periodically at my first-born, who was sometimes staring open-mouthed and awestruck at the puppets like the small child she is, sometimes whispering furtively to her friends like the tween I know she will become long before I am ready.

When the show ended, I glanced at my watch and decided we could sneak in one more destination before heading home.  Separate seating was not my idea of together time, and I wanted to end our date on a happy note.

We headed out for frozen yogurt.

Miss D. filled her bowl with peanut butter- and strawberry-flavored fro-yo and topped it with M&M’s, Reese’s Pieces, some kind of cereal I would never buy in a million years and caramel sauce.  I held back a gag and let her have what she wanted.

While I ate my plain vanilla (Do you think a person’s ice cream flavor defines her personality?  I do, and it does not make me proud.), I watched Miss D. devour her sugary mess in a very little-girl sort of way.

In between slurps, she was watching a group of teenagers in private school uniforms who were falling all over each other.

I tried to imagine a time in which Miss D. would not only NOT want to date me, she might choose to date someone else while I stayed home, not even welcome to hang out on the sidelines.  It’s a long way off, I know.  But while there are many days that move slowly, the years are churning quickly past.

This post was inspired by I Should Be Folding Laundry’s You Capture assignment: Faces.

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C @ Kid Things February 4, 2010 at 9:05 am

My 18 month old daughter can sure beat the crap out of her brother’s.

Love her blue eyes in the last picture.

ck February 4, 2010 at 9:51 am

What a great post, CFM.

The years really do go that fast. I’ve been taking my girls out individually as well and am loving it. They are so different alone.

Cathy @ Party of 5 February 4, 2010 at 10:31 am

The last picture is adorable!

February 4, 2010 at 10:35 am

Uhm, do you live in my house, because the first half of that post? Exactly my life. I’m glad you got some time with your oldest. She looks like she really enjoyed her over-the-top sweet-filled fro-yo.

Sarah February 4, 2010 at 10:40 am

This: “I’m trying hard to find ways to do things with each of them alone so I don’t forget how wonderful they are…when they’re not whining and fighting and screaming.”

Yes yes YES to this! With all the whining and fighting and screaming I can easily forget what great boys I have, how sweet and delightful they can be, what fascinating personalities I have yet to explore. I miss them each even though I am with them all the time. I need more dates alone with my boys. Doing things like just simply taking a walk or going for a hike. But it usually ends up ice cream or sweets of some kind for us as well. Why is that? Hmm. Topic for another time.

Lovely post. Lovely pics.

WackyMummy February 4, 2010 at 11:51 am

Sweet. =)

Mendie February 4, 2010 at 11:52 am

Enjoy all your dates! Cute hairbow!

megryansmom February 4, 2010 at 1:00 pm

They will remember your special times together forever. Enjoy!

Bubbe February 4, 2010 at 2:26 pm

Keep up the separate dates when you can. They are special for them and you.
I too will pick vanilla when there are 33 other flavors to pick from.
So, blame me.

ELizabeth February 4, 2010 at 2:43 pm

Besides I tell myself that the Yogurt Mountain vanilla is fat free! That is until I put all that good chocolate STUFF on it!

Stacia February 4, 2010 at 5:40 pm

The children’s librarian at our local branch is strict, too. I’m (almost) afraid to take my kiddos there. Frozen yogurt afterward would soothe our nerves, though. As would fancy bows and almost-Uggs. => Great photos.

Auntie M February 4, 2010 at 8:22 pm

Family genes….Uncle Steve almost always chooses vanilla ice cream.

Nicki at Domestic Cents February 5, 2010 at 2:41 pm

Your pictures look beautiful and I can SO identify with you on this one.

faemom February 5, 2010 at 4:08 pm

Wonderful post! Wonderful pictures!
I keep thinking I need to do more one on one time with the boys. Seperately they’re adorable, smart, and sweet; together, they’re a force to be reckoned with.

February 9, 2010 at 10:48 am

Separate dates sound like a wonderful idea. While my kids are not fighting over toys or being extremely jealous yet, I find it hard to really enjoy them together.

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