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How to Endure and Possibly Triumph Over the Adorable Tyrant
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Thursday
Oct112007

This is what I want to never forget.

We are looking for lucky acorns, because Henry wants to make a wish.

"It should be flat but not broken," he tells me. Everyone knows the Impossible Acorn is the luckiest.

I pick up an un-flat but pretty acorn. "I don't know, Henry, this one feels lucky to me."

He looks it over. "It's not flat, but it's okay," he says.

He squeezes it in his fist and brings it up to his mouth. Clamps his eyes shut, and whispers. Loudly, so I can hear. But I'm not telling you what the wish is, because everyone knows then it won't come true.

He looks at me, nods, then tosses the acorn. "Good," he says. Now we can finish our walk. We're not crossing any more streets, but we hold hands anyway.

 

Reader Comments (37)

Oh, did you need me for something? Because after reading this I have to go and get pregnant. Right now. Bye.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterEm
I'm with Em, this made me totally ready to have a baby. STOP doing that to me. I have dogs. I'm good with only having dogs. They're sort of like babies... Right?

October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterSarah
beautiful. thanks for reminding me how lucky I am, too. xoxo
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterShwen
We have GOT to hook our children up. Seriously.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterPete Dunn
Lovely story! As crazy as they drive us, when kids are that age they can be incredibly sweet, too.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterJaynee
I will not share this with my children because I do not want to be looking through all of the acorns. Good luck on his wish!
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterpatois
Henry sounds darling. Every time I read about him he gets cuter! Thanks for sharing.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterNicki
NOTHING BUT LOVE!!
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterLisame
Awww...that is the sweetest thing ever!!!
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterLi'l Foot's Mommy
Adorable. It's time like those that make you wish you had a video crew with you to catch all the action.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered Commentercomfortablycrazy
I've been loving fall all day (hello cool, crip air and delicious seasonal pumpkin donuts) - this post made me love it just a little bit more.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterJanssen
Just lovely. I'm with the above and need find my husband STAT to start a little family.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterandrea_frets
That's the stuff that voids out all previous irritation over, say, incessant talking.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterrimarama
Oh, my uterus. Okay, remember, self. You already have one. Just because he drew a picture of you as a butt today doesn't mean another one is in order...
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered Commentersuperblondgirl
The Cute Overlord reigns. (PS: write down that wish someplace and store it, because you'll remember this part, but you might forget that.)
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterbraine
Verklempt.
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterliz
Oh, good NIGHT. Good night. That is what I'm talking about. Child number two. Start packing your bags.

This morning, my 18 month old son was in bed with me, and he said, "Mom" and then he said something inaudible. I said, "What was that, honey?"

And then he said, just loud enough for me to hear, "Pleased to meet you."

!
October 11, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterTina
My Better Half always teases the kids by saying, when the ask him what he wished for after blowing out birthday candles, etc. "I wished that I could tell you my wish." And they groan and complain and we all laugh.Hope you Henry made a better wish than that one.
October 12, 2007 | Unregistered Commentercce
It's getting awfully DUSTY in here...excuse me while I find a tissue to dab my eyes.
October 12, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterNothing But Bonfires
What a sweet story. What a sweet kid! And what a sweet mother you must be!
October 12, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAmy
exactly.
October 12, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterhonestyrain
He sounds very, very smart for a five-year-old. And witty. He's a charmer already.
October 12, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterPretty Lush
*sigh* This is why I started blogging. Because I don't want to forget this stuff. And since I can't even remember that I have water running in the sink when I walk out to get the mail, chances are I would forget sweet things such as this.
October 12, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterracher
I like this post because lately I've been feeling a bit like all mommies do (me too) is complain about how hard and inconvenient it is to have a kid.
October 12, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterJulie
Another good thing about Five. Just when you're ready to kick them to the curb, they pull one of these to remind you that they're really worth all the trouble. Mine does this great motioning for his baby sister to comfort him when he hurts himself - it's like she's the only one who can make him feel better. She loves to hug him and then we all cry together..
October 12, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterrachel

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