We are all aware of the first family - baby's first steps, first tooth, first bike. But what about the last - the events that slip unnoticed
that winter day in the park, but do not know, would be the last time he played football with my son. The memorable two-a-side match was with Peter and his cousin, with a combined age of 20 years, against his uncle and me, each more than twice. The score was time: the children of 15 years, the puffed-out parents (and a controversial goal to)
No second half or extra time, only one injury - ankle uncle, who was forced to violate such venerable mountains walking shoes. The 10-year soon was promoted to play with the most likely opponents, ie the other children, and I realized that the final whistle went the lads v dads now. The match was my match of the day yesterday.
"It is as if the child has been abducted by aliens," my wife late once commented. Ruth does not believe that a spaceship had beaten our son away from Earthling Zorg Planet Museum and replaced at 17-rave music Zorgling crazy. He meant that he could well have been the victim of alien abduction and replacement, as it rose from 3 feet 6 feet of children, adolescents, children, pool surfboard.
Ruth was particularly aware of the time it was a product that, thanks to a brain tumor growing slowly but surely, had less than the rest of the family. As children become more capable, have become more disabled. Yesterday was observed carefully when there are too many mornings. I took photos of children as they grew, but it was Ruth who put them in scrapbooks carefully, noting the time and place.
You are always aware of a "first" when it arrives. There are books for babies uncomfortable with blank spaces for parents to complete, labeled "My First Tooth" or "My vomit first." You know, when a child produced his first painting, or splash. You keep the artwork in the case of the Tate Modern wants a major retrospective in recent years.
a "last", however, may come and go without registering on the radar. I never met a "Book of Dura ', with sections to fill in the final layers footy knock-on or end. There is no trace of the last time you cried: "For the last time I'll turn that TV off!" There is no record of the last time, even years ago when someone has to obey this particular order.
In the afternoon, when I read the last story for young children, who was not aware that it was only a new version of Swallows and Amazons new.
"I think I want to read from now," he said politely when he appeared after bath time the next day, Arthur Ransome in his hand. And that was all. It had a locked door, and in fact the book. If I had realized in advance the importance of the day would, I hired a band and got Michael Morpurgo, in which to read, with a film crew to record the family archives.
I read one, two or three of them and send them to sleep each night for most of two decades. Wordless books, became the first daughter of a picture story to the third son of the novel is practically adult. I know parents are supposed to read to their children, but sometimes my performance was very successful and it was I who came into the land of dreams first. Here I find myself reading more Freudian sort of book and woke with a cry of: "Why do you say," A lot of naked women, "Dad?"
The first pass, if I may say so, it must have been when our eldest was still in its cradle. Among the stuffed toys, they gave was a stuffed mouse. Luckily, the mice were gifts, while he loved his friends the mice were deliberately chosen to add to the collection of rodents that have to align in the pillow. She could not say - and certainly not before 17 - but she protested aloud if there were only 16 at bedtime
"Too many mice!" suddenly declared one night and threw him to the ground. After that, your pillowtalk was with teddy bears and badgers only. As has already been used to collect the whole house mice have been nice to have met the day before that it is the small final raid toys, whiskery.
Althoughmay seem arrogant in this case, it proved to be very accommodating in the evening last. It was endearing pronunciation errors, such as "marleyblade" to "jam" and "matato" for tomatoes. "Great!" we thought. "Why not Orlando Marleyblade cat? Y 'You like tomato and I would matatoes'?" Children's author Kathleen Hale and Gershwin missed a trick here.
After some time, mind your spelling, moved in and set the words as clearly and correctly, as if auditioning for a branch of the Rada infants. Then, the realization of his mispronunciations of accidental pleasure that we had given her from time to time to destroy them on purpose to our delight. Until we do anything else.
When was the last time I chose the restaurant? I remember clearly the first time I did, which was the South Bank in London, where humbly followed the youth (now quite adult) in and out of different restaurants, they immediately said they were too crowded or too empty or too expensive or too cheap, or for menus with mushrooms mushrooms too much or not enough. However, it has a role to play, guess who paid the bill
This is also true of the four wheels when young children pass their driving tests, a feat that, unlike the late students, like their parents, my luck did for the first time. I did not need my services as a pilot Minicab late at night "Pick Me Up # 23 -. Follow the incredible noise and the police" This is mainly a plus, except that - call me in need if necessary - it is good that you need in a home-and-James-not-free-class horses to
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