I can't believe it's May! I have
less than two weeks to get my soon-to-be-5-year-old son's life
together and get him registered for kindergarten. I can't believe
Zeb will start school this fall!
All afternoon I have been watching old
cell phone videos of my children when they were babies. There were a
couple of things that stood out. One, I never used a proper video
camera. Two, I apparently did not understand the importance of good
lighting. And three, I never realized that when I talked, since I was
holding the camera, it made me sound really, really loud.
When Zeb was about 2, he could recite
the poem "Little Boy Blue." He could also sing "Mary Had a
Little Lamb." He could shoot a basketball and pull a wagon and he
loved to run fast.
He broke his leg at 18 months and there
are videos of him running, wearing a little green cast. It never
slowed him down. And it didn't teach him to be cautious either. At
about age 3, he rode his tricycle off the back porch. Today he
climbed a tree with the goal of reaching the roof of our house. Thank
goodness our house is only one level.
Then there are the videos of my
daughter, Taylor. She is currently 2. As a baby, she is laughing and
smiling in almost every video. She was a happy baby. There was one
video of her sitting in the high chair eating chicken. She was
looking at her hand, which had food on it. She can't stand to have
dirty hands. It's funny how early that preference actually showed
When Taylor looks back on her life, she
will see plenty of videos of just her but there are lots of videos of
her interacting with her brother. In one, he appears to be hugging
her, until you hear her scream and realize he's squeezing a little
too tight. It's funny how much more relaxed parents are with the
My favorite video is one in which
2-year-old Zeb is shooting a small basketball into a child-sized
goal. I'm filming the whole thing and cheering for him, etc. As I
was watching the video this week, I was wondering where I put baby
Taylor during this film. I thought I heard her gaa-gaa-goo-gooing.
Then, after Zeb makes his shot, he walks over to his little red wagon
and turns it around. When I can see his cargo I realize it was baby
Taylor! She was sitting up in the bed of that wagon just as happy as
she could be. And there I was filming him, and waving as he pulled
her off in that wagon. The dog even walked up and licked the baby
right in the face.
What was I thinking?!?!?!
According to this evidence, I might
have actually let my 2-year-old run around with a dog and his baby
sister in a wagon. He didn't just walk off with her, he started up
a hill, into a big field. At some point, I turned the camera off- I
can only hope to intervene.
Let's don't mention this to
Children's Services, just in case. I should probably destroy the
evidence but the kids are just so darned cute-- even if they were
being neglected as I filmedвЂ¦
Melissa Kinton is a stay-at-home mom.
She is currently rearing one son, one daughter, two cats, two dogs,
two horses, and one husband. She may be reached at