March 06, 2005


Today I took the six year old for long walk on a nature trail; when we got to the midway point (a beautiful spot overlooking the Potomac; we had lunch there and are pretty sure we saw a bald eagle), over potato chips and lemonade, he informed me that he sometimes feels like he's "lost some luster" since he turned six. Where he got the phrase, I have no idea; he seemed to understand it, although perhaps "having lost the first blush of youth" was closer to his meaning -- he is, after all, six, and is expected to know how to read and know addition and subtraction and soon the dreaded times tables, and, after all, what could be more world weary than a six year old. Ten minutes later, he was giggling uncontrollably over some mild bathroom humor, but I couldn't help thinking that in a mere seven years he'll be a (gasp) teenager, and the poeto-comic genius of a phrase like "pee tree" might not be enough to counter the horrible angst of having lost his luster...

Posted by Ideofact at March 6, 2005 10:44 PM

Our six-year old occasionally "wants to be a baby" again. I guess there does seem to be a "exile from Eden" sense that dawns on kids a bit. I'm trying to reminisce less about her little days now, to make sure she knows I love her right now best of all.

Posted by: Thomas Nephew at March 11, 2005 09:42 AM