today the girlchild is nineteen

Girlchild, age threeNostaglia is the order of the day.

She was a lively, stubborn, curious, loving little kid. And oh, she was funny. What I wouldn’t give to have the three-year old Girlchild to hold on my lap for ten minutes, to listen to her stories and answer her questions. As in this exchange on a Sunday morning when she was about the same age as this photo:

Girlchild: Mama, let’s go to the toy store.

Me: It’s seven o’clock on Sunday morning. The toystores are all closed.

Girlchild, thoughtfully: You have many keys.

As it is, we will take her to her favorite restaurant for dinner, and talk to her about summer plans and books she’s reading and her political science class.

And I will try to live in the moment.

9 Replies to “today the girlchild is nineteen”

  1. Happy Birthday to the girlchild!! I have two girlchildren of my own. The youngest turned 16 in February and the oldest (23) is about to be married in June. The boychild will be 21 soon. Like everyone else, I have no idea where the time went. But I do know one thing — we can never get it back. It’s all about the future now.

  2. My 6 year old daughter brought home the book. “Let me hold you longer” by Karen Kingsbury the other day…I stood in the kitchen reading and sobbing at 7 o’clock in the morning . It made me stop and think about the things I dont usually think about, and how someday I will actually miss packing lunches and getting kids off to school in the mornings.

  3. Happy birthday to Girlchild! LOVE the toystore exchange.

    I too have moments of intense nostalgia as I look at my growing babies who aren’t babies anymore. Have you read Annie Dillard’s latest, The Maytrees? There’s a passage in it that came to mind as I read this (tear-inducing) post. I was going to put it here, but it’s really pretty long. I blogged about it here last fall.

  4. Happy Birthday to the Girlchild! May she enjoy many many happy returns!

    (I love conversations with 3 year olds… my 3 year old daughter wants to be a duck when she grows up -because they look like they are having fun.)

  5. Feliz Cumpleanos. Here to a fantastic dinner experience and a wonderful last year as a “teenager”.

  6. Happy Birthday to the young woman. Wow – years pass quickly. Our two-year old was sitting in the living room the other day – I looked at her, and commented to my husband “Who does she look like?” He shrugged, I looked at him, and she answered, only slightly hopefully: “A princess?” Yes my dear, a princess.

  7. Happy birthday to the girlchild!
    Now I got the “bear necessities” earworm.
    Where’d that come from anyways? Girlchild? I just call mine weasels, or if I’m really frazzled Derrier, cross between Darren & Deanna. I wanted Hanna , not Two D names! Rambling..night.

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