Monday, February 20, 2012

time warp

Lyrics from the Rocky Horror Picture Show just popped into my head. Have you seen it? If not, go now. It’s the single-most dementedly splendid musical ever made. For some reason, whenever I think about the way time passes by as a parent (and it’s decidedly different from when I was not), I think of the enchanting little song and dance number, Time Warp

One minute you’re cursing the breast pump, the next, you’re sad because you’re putting away the PUJ tub for good. If that’s not strange enough, you also feel a wistful nostalgia for your own childhood, especially when you see your baby experiencing the world in a set of firsts, one new discovery after the other. In the past 1.5 weeks we’ve sprouted a toof, crawled two steps (there’s probably another word for this), dined in a restaurant high chair, spent a night away from mommy and daddy, and drank from a sippy cup.  Next, he’s going to be putting the basketball in the hoop, getting his license, and rolling his eyes at me at the dinner table.  Not necessarily in that order.

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