growing up · slice of life

How am I old enough to…?

I find myself asking the same question to myself often. “How am old enough to…?” I don’t feel old. (Plus, I subscribe to Sheryl Sandberg’s philosophy of “If we grow old, we are lucky.”)

I mean, my youngest is in Kindergarten! (Never mind the fact that Marc and I are probably the oldest parents in the class.) However, with my older child’s Bat Mitzvah rapidly approaching, I find myself shocked by how quickly the years are moving.

However, I’m starting to think about what I want to do for my 50th birthday, which is less than five years away, so I suppose I am old enough to ______. (Fill that blank in with whatever you wish.)

Fresh Curly Cuts

Isabelle turned 12 earlier this month. I haven’t driven her around much since I’ve been sick for most of this month. After going for much needed haircuts over the weekend, I asked her, “Would you like to ride in the front passenger seat?”

“Yes!” she replied.

“No tuning the radio when I’m driving or else I pull the car over so you can return to your regular seat.”

“Okay,” she agreed. “But can I listen to KidzBop?”

“Yes, but I don’t want you to change the volume while I’m driving. Reaching over the console is distracting to me. Do we have a deal?”

She nodded.

As I pulled out of the parking spot, I looked both ways before I turned onto the street. When I looked to the right, I noticed Isabelle sitting beside me and wondered, “How am I old enough to have a kid who can sit in the front seat?”

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13 thoughts on “How am I old enough to…?

  1. I ask myself this question all the time!! Of course, my youngest is now sitting next to me in the front, and our oldest has been spending a fair share of time in the driver’s seat! I never really listened to the people who warned me about it all going so quickly…now, I’m those people. Enjoy every minute that you can!

    1. Yes, I want to be that lady now. Maybe not the enjoy-every-minute-of-it lady since no one enjoys stomach viruses and RSV, but that it-really-does-go-fast lady. I think I have enough silver streaks and wisdom lines to be taken seriously in that role. 😉

  2. The time does fly by! My oldest turns 30 this year, but I still remember the milestone of moving to the front seat. And then over to the driver’s seat! I love that you’ll have all these moments captured in your writing, (something I did far too little of when my children were young). Treasures.

    1. You’re right, Sally! I recall the day we went from baby carrier to rear-facing car seat to forward-facing car seat to booster seat for Ari. Those transitions have been important milestones!

  3. Right?! Time flies and I still find myself wondering how I am old enough to… My “baby” is 29 and his big brother is 31 and I am about to turn 60- it is shocking! Better than the alternative. I also wish I had more of those milestones down in words.

  4. I liked reading your pondering about age. I can relate. I am surprised that my youngest turned 18 already. The passport age and the heart age sometimes simply do not match. And the mirrors play tricks too.

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