My best girl turns ten today! My sweet, loving, hilarious, sassy little angel is ten!
Where did the last ten years go? How did she grow so fast? She’s almost as tall as I am! I still remember how small and perfect she felt in my arms when she was born. I remember staring at her beautiful face and thinking, “I never want to forget this. I never want to forget how little, and perfect, and amazing you are, right at this moment.” I said that to myself every day when I held and snuggled her, for years.
Well, now my baby girl is not so little. Thankfully, she still likes to be held and snuggled by her mommy, despite the fact that she is only a few inches shorter than me. Bryn has grown into a wonderful girl, and I can see glimpses of the young woman she is becoming, and it makes me so proud.
Bryn loves animals and is obsessed with cats. We would have a herd of them if Bryn had her way. She is compassionate and sensitive, and will become emotional if she sees others who are suffering or unhappy. She will go out of her way to mediate disagreements among her friends or classmates. She has a wickedly smart sense of humor and she makes us laugh every day. She is so smart, and more than one teacher has told us that Bryn is the kind of student every teacher wishes to have in class. She is fiercely protective of her little brother, and when he was born, she told all of her friends that they weren’t allowed to touch her baby. She loves tennis and is learning to play the flute. She hates dolls and most girly things, but she plays video games like a boss, and has hand eye-coordination so good that playing sports seems almost effortless to her. These are just a few insights into her personality and temperament, but what it all boils down to is that my girl is amazing.
As a mom, I often write down funny conversations or things that happen with my kids.You know, as ammunition for when they get older. The threat of embarrassment can be a powerful tool to wield over teenagers when the time comes, and I won’t be afraid to use it. So, in honor of Bryn’s birthday, I thought I would share some of her funny stories.
*One day we were watching an episode of the Ellen Show, and a studio guest was doing a dance that involved some elaborate pelvic thrusting. Bryn was watching and casually said, “That’s called the nuggets dance.”
Bryn: Mommy, I can speak Cat now, and Oliver (our cat) told me that he loves me and trusts me.
Me: Really? What does he have to say about the time last year when you locked him in the bathroom cabinet because you thought it would be funny?
Bryn: Well I was a lot younger then, and I didn’t speak Cat!!!!!
*A couple of years ago, Bryn was standing next to me as I changed her brother’s diaper. The conversation went like this:
Bryn: I’m sure glad I don’t have a big snout like that.
Me: It’s not a snout. It’s called a penis.
Bryn: Well, I bet having a penis is a lot of fun.
Me: Why do you think it’s fun?
Bryn: Because boys can do fun things with their penis, like write their name when they pee. Girls can’t do that.
*A conversation between me and Bryn on New Year’s Eve as we were lying together on the couch:
Me: What’s that smell? Did you fart?
Bryn: Yes, I farted.
Me: Well stop it. That really stinks. Or go in the other room.
Bryn: But I want to be with you.
Me: (3 minutes later) Is that you again?
Bryn: YES! I farted, again! I can’t stop! It’s the stinkiest New Year’s Eve ever!!!
Bryn: Mom, do you want to know how lions and cheetahs mate?
Me: (starting to sweat because I’m not prepared to have this conversation with her yet, even if it’s about animals.) Ummm, I know how they mate, but I’m curious to hear your version of it.
Bryn: Well, the female lies down on the ground and the male bites the back of her neck and leaves a mark. Then they don’t see each other for awhile, and then they have cubs. I saw it on Animal Planet.
Me: (feeling relieved and trying not to laugh at the same time) Well, okay. Technically, that’s sort of accurate.
* A conversation between me and Bryn on March 21, 2014:
Bryn: Your pimples look really small right now.
Me: I don’t have any pimples! (I’m a little annoyed and offended over this comment).
Bryn: Yes you do. The black spots in your eyes look small.
Me: Those are called pupils, not pimples! There’s a big difference!
*November 17, 2013: While shopping in Target today, a woman approached Bryn and I and invited Bryn to participate in a talent scouting event being held at a nearby hotel. One of the girls from a Disney show was going to be there promoting the event, while they look for new young talent. Bryn was polite to the woman but didn’t act very interested. When I asked her if she wanted to go she says, “I want to be the person who makes the movies mom, not the person who acts in them.”
Annnnd, that’s my girl! 🙂