Archive for October, 2009

Tap dancing baby??

October 27, 2009

I woke up this morning and realized there was a small person living in my house. The baby was gone. A person was left in her place. When did that happen?

Surely a baby wouldn’t grind her teeth. Most certainly, a baby wouldn’t exchange bird calls with a black crow on the limb of the large maple out front. Yet the alleged “baby” did just these things, and this is why I’m convinced a “small person” now inhabits the crib in the green bedroom off the stairs.

Back in eighth grade, I was “Mama #3” in the chorus of “Fiddler on the Roof.” I thus learned every word to  “Sunrise Sunset.” And I admit that only now do I get what Golde and Tevye meant as they watched their eldest daughter marry and sang these words:

“When did she get to be a beauty? When did he grow to be this tall? Wasn’t it yesterday when they were small?”

I get it now. I thought I did before, but then I merely understood it. I didn’t “get” it. Everyone told me how fast the baby would grow, that I needed to cherish each moment. And I nodded and smiled. But suddenly I have a new appreciation for just how right they were.

And all this leaves me more than a little curious to see what the small person will be doing tomorrow. In fact, is it remotely possible that I now hear her tap dancing upstairs? ………Sigh…