Thursday, November 18, 2010

Table Scraps Volume #6: Outgrowing Stuff

I do a lot of writing. Sometimes the words don't add up to full blog posts, even though I like what they have to say. Occasionally, I will put them out as little bits I call Table Scraps.

I was tucking Sprout in on one of those rare nights when she actually let me tuck her in. I turned on her noise machine--the one that plays ocean sounds that she has been using since she was first born to help her get to sleep. She suddenly bolted up, pointed at it and said, "off". She had outgrown the noise machine.

We took down the last baby gate in the house. The covers have come off of the oven knobs. The colored blocks I used to motivate the Bean to crawl sat in a pile with slightly chewed board books ready to be donated. These are the last vestigaes of my kids' lives as babies. Each milestone we pass and each thing we remove from our house is another piece of their childhood that will never come back. When we dismantle the swing and take the high chair to the curb, I realize that I will never use them again.

We took down the last baby gate. And as the covers are taken off doorknobs and as locks are removed from cupboards, I realize that these are the last vestiges of my kids’ lives as babies. Each milestone we pass, each thing we remove from our house is another piece of their childhood that we won’t get back. The last time we’ll need it. Sprout is the last child I will have and as she grows up and no longer needs baby things, they will be gone from my life forever.

I’m counting the day until we can get rid of the diaper genie.


Your escalator operator said...

I think that was a full blog post.

I also think that tomorrow I'm going to point at something and say, "Off!" and see what happens.

SciFi Dad said...

I was going to say the same thing... that wasn't a scrap.

And I totally know what you mean. We're constantly putting stuff up on Freecycle or Kijiji, and every time it feels so sad to do it.

ChopperPapa said...

There is a distinct possibility that the noise maker will be back. Personally, I can't sleep without one. Its kind of like living next to the train tracks.

Daddy Geek Boy said...

YEO...Thanks. To me this felt kind of incomplete. I wrote the first version a while ago and am presenting it here pretty much unedited.

SciFi...It feels kind of sad to do it, yet for every swing we replace there's a Star Wars toy or some kitchen toys, which is kind of cool.

Chopper...Sleeping next to me is like living next to train tracks. If the trains that went by snored.

FilmFather said...

I hear you on your kids passing those benchmarks of babydom. We've been hitting a lot of them with our younger one now a 4-year-old.

And higher on the scale, I now have to get used to hearing our 7-year-old call me "Dad" instead of "Daddy." Sigh...

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Daddy Geek Boy said...

Film...Wow, no "Daddy" not sure how I'm gonna feel about that one. No wait, I'm pretty sure how I'm going to feel.