I See MOOOON, Mommy!

My son is always making me laugh.  He will get so excited about the smallest things…things that I don’t even notice anymore.  We were taking the dogs for a walk one evening and he looks up in the sky and sees the moon.  He exclaims, ”I see MOOON, Mommy!” like he had never seen the moon before in his life.  He does this every time we are out at night.  “Where moon go?” is the question that we get if he can’t see it.  Then we all have to search the sky until we find it.

The same curiosity and sense of discovery and excitement applies to many things in his little life.  Yesterday, I was holding the little guy just as my husband (Simon) came home from work.  He got so excited that I thought he was going to jump right out of my arms.  He squealed, “DAAADDDY Home!” and raised his fists into the air in this ‘HURRAY’ motion that most of us reserve for things like home runs, touch downs and goals.  I had to put him down quickly so that he could run to greet his daddy properly with a big hug.  (on a side note – I’m quite sure this is the best part of Simon’s day).  

Now that we live in a large city, there is a never-ending sound of jet planes in the distance.  Oh boy, does he love that.  I swear, the kid is going to be a pilot one day as much as he talks about the airplanes.  He woke up this morning and one of the first things he says is, “I wanna see airplane, Mommy.”  He had heard a large jet fly past with a loud roar and he has pointed out every plane since.   

I wish adults were this much fun.  We’ve “seen that”, “done that”, and “been there” so nothing is this exciting to us anymore.  I’m starting to discover that “ho, Hum” attitude is REALLY depressing.  This past week, I’ve been watching Moms (or Grandmoms as the case may be) at the playground and NONE of them are actually playing with their kids (or grandkids).  Most of them are sitting on a bench playing with their phones.  I’m a friendly type of person, so, of course, I will say hi and chat with them for awhile.  All of them were perfectly nice women and I enjoyed our chat, but going down the slide with my little kid is WAY more fun.   The trip to the playground would have been even more fun, if they had been going down the slide with their kids, too.  Oh well, I guess I will just be that Mom at the playground who can’t sit still.