Saturday, February 17, 2007

Ding Dong

There are some days so bad, the only thing which could redeem them is a proposal of marriage. Friday was one of them. As I hunkered down by my pyjama-clad four-year-old to start cleaning his perfect milk teeth, he gazed intensely into my eyes. "When I'm big, I want to marry you." He paused. "If you're still alive."

10 comments:

Anna said...

That's beautiful :) I hear you're being published? Congratulations!

Anna x x

Graham said...

Out of the mouth of babes some of the most delightful phrases do flow! Reminds me of returning from an overseas trip only to be thrust into an emergency potty session with our young son. My relief at getting him ensconced on the potty without spillages was followed by puzzlement as the recepticle was still dry when he stood up. Sensing this, he smiled sweetly and reassured me with the words "Better luck next time Daddy!".

Anyhow, thanks for a charming blog (profiled in today's ST) and KUTGW!

Graham.....even further north, in Edinburgh.

Ellee said...

Funny how little boys want to marry their mummies, mine did too, it's those special moment that make motherhood unbeatable.

Many, many, many congratulations too on your fantastic book deal - I can see it become a Hollywood blockbuster next. Now who do you suggest should play the role of wifey?

Rachel said...

Oh- sometimes this blog makes me have a lump in my throat.That was one of the times. (Congratulations on the book deal, it's great that your writing will reach a wider audience - although you're reaching a pretty massive crowd already!) I hope the news causes great jubilation in the household and the children are very proud of their lyrical and wise ma.

barb said...

Hee hee - I nearly had to lie down when I first heard my son refer to me as his 'Old Dear.'

Sue said...

It's those times that really put the joy into parenting.

My daughter made my emotions swell when she turned to me one night while we were reading her book and said "Don't be scared mommy, it's alright, I've got you".

Then on the opposite side my son has turned round and said "why can't our house be as tidy as Aunty K's next door?".

Don't you just love them :-)

Suex

Janejill said...

Forgive me if this comment appears twice - the last one has just disappeared.? I thought your son's thoughts were so sweet and yet practical... my daughter once told me that she was NEVER going to leave our home, unless i "made" her go (now why would she have thought that?) then she would live in the house opposite... That was many years ago, and she is moving to live very nearby again ..

PbPhil said...

my son who is 8 is a big fan of David Beckam. So much so that he bought me the razor that Mr. Beckham sponsers for Christmas. Anyway for a number of weeks on his way to schools he passed by a poster of Becks with advertising said razor. Some wag had outlined in black marker a set of gentials in place of Beck's eyes and nose.

My son was highly indignant about this and complained to his mother in the car that someone had drawn funny glasses and a cartoon nose on the poster............

Congratulations on your publishing deal, you do indeed have a natural way with words, you'll be a hit whatever you write. I hope your hubby got you a large Valentine card.......you deserve it.

Sandy said...

As a hard-working father of two boys and husband of one wife, I resent being left out of this heart-warming charade. However, if I ever hear one of my sons say that he wants to marry Daddy when he's older, I'll know immediately that I should never have let them share Daddy's bed.

Newmania said...

Aaaaaaaaaaa missed that one. You should see my lovely little son. I may send a picture .

Sweeeeeeeeet