Monday, January 5, 2009

When I was thinking about the times my son and I spent together I wondered where I would start, because we sure did a lot of things together. We vacationed all over the place. There was only one vacation I decided to take on my own when he was younger and I missed him so much it wasn't even fun. They say that you have the responsibility to teach your child as they grow up, but I've found that they can teach you a lot too.

When Jeremy was around seven years old, I took him to Niagara Falls in Canada. I had to keep a tight hold on him because he was fascinated with the power of the water going over that falls. One man standing next to him told him how a man had gone over the falls in a barrel. He was awe struck by that and we had to go find out about that. It was great to see the wonder in his eyes.

On the way back through Michigan we ran into construction along the way and I got a bit lost. We decided to stop for a bite to eat and I thought maybe I could find a good place to stay as well. Jeremy managed to spill his milk over the table and I scolded him that he should be more careful next time. Tears welled up in his eyes and he said, "Not do on purpose Mommy." I told him I knew that, but he should try to be careful next time. I don't think I was really annoyed with him for spilling his milk as much as I was annoyed with myself for getting lost. It wasn't no ten minutes later when I reached for something, just as he had, and knocked my coke over and it landed right in my lap. I had tan pants on too!

Jeremy laughed and laughed and then said, "Know you not do on purpose. More careful." I was so embarrassed, but I just had to start laughing after that. That was the last time I scolded him for spilled milk.

It turned out we were right across the street from a good motel, looked worse than the one I thought would be good, and on the right road to get back on the highway just a few miles down. All the while I was washing out my pants Jeremy was giggling and it was a wonderful sound.

Next time I'll tell you how Jeremy got hooked on Harley Davidson.

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