Lucky Number Seven
Posted: September 30th, 2012 | Author: kristen from motherload | Filed under: Babies, Birthdays, Eating Out, Kate's Friends, Milestones, Miss Kate, Parenting | 5 Comments »I used to have a flat stomach. I even got cat-called about it once. I was on a beach in Cancun and some dude walked by and shouted something at me in Spanish. My sister told me that plano meant flat, and explained he was referring to my midsection.
I honestly haven’t thought much about that incident—though I realize that mentioning it now, years later, does seem somewhat tragic. These days someone would be more likely to use the word plano to describe my nursed-two-babies boobies.
Anyway, seven years ago I gave up that tidbit of flat-stomach glory when I grew a little human in my body. When it came out we named it Kate. And even though I can’t rock a bikini like I used to, she was totally worth it.
At least most days I think so.
Every once and I while I see the full length of that girl in the bathtub and realize how damn big she’s gotten since that day they plunked her on the hospital scale like she was a quarter-pound of Black Forest ham I was buying at the deli counter at Safeway.
She’s grown in other ways too. Much of this Big Girl maturity has taken place this year. Like, ask her a question about school, and she gets this pursed-lip smile and tucks her hair behind her ears. Then she does that wretched California-girl up-speaking thing, where everything she says sounds like a question.
“My teacher? His name is Rick? And he’s soooo great. He’s got this pug? Named Nadia? And he takes it on field trips with us! Nadia. Is. So. Cute.”
At Kate’s sixth birthday we had a backyard bash with a magician who looked like Magnum P.I. He did tricks with silk scarves and colored balls and a big stunt hairbrush that made the kids giggle. He pretended to botch his routine which slayed the kids.
This year Kate restricted the guest list to her besties—three girls. Using pink netting, rugs, and overstuffed chairs we set up an outdoor nail spa where they mani-pedied each other. They drank sparkling cider from plastic champagne flutes and nibbled chocolate-dipped strawberries.
No scarves were stuffed in tubes and turned into stuffed animals. The word pinata was never uttered.
For her family celebration we went to an old timey ice cream shop for burgers and sundaes. Another twerp had a birthday there that night too. When the wait staff gathered around him, rang a cow bell, then bellowed to the place to sing “Happy Birthday,” my seven-year-old super-extrovert slunk deep in her chair.
“DO NOT,” she said clutching my arm, “let them do that to me.”
It seems that someone is becoming a bit self-conscious. Or just more self-aware.
Of course, she’s still happy to strip down at the beach to put on her swimsuit. (And would happily stay naked if I let her.) She’s still doll-crazy, throws tantrums, happily holds hands with her parents, and has to sleep with certain stuffed animals every night.
But she’s also fascinated by make-up, has a crush on her classmate Nathan (who IS quite cute), and is begging desperately to get her ears pierced.
I’m in no hurry for my little girl to grow up, but like it or not, she IS taking up more space in the bathtub as the years go by. I can’t wait to see where this lucky seventh year will take her.
In keeping with tradition, I interviewed Kate on her birthday. Unlike last year, I even did it pretty close to the actual day.
Here’s that chat:
Me: Do you feel different now that you’re seven?
Kate: No. I don’t feel different.
Me: What is the biggest difference between first and second grade?
Kate: Second grade you get homework. And you have to be picked up later.
Me: What do you like most about school?
Kate: I think I like… P.E.
Me: Why?
Kate: Our coach. He’s very silly and loves to play around like I do.
Me: What do you like to do most when you aren’t in school?
Kate: I like to work in my science lab.
Me: What do you do there?
Kate: I am working on making paint without chemicals in it. [She IS?! This is excellent news. Mark: Retire now. WE'RE RICH!]
Me: If a genie could grant you only one wish, what would it be?
Kate: To have an American Girl mansion.
Me: Where do you think you’ll live when you grown up?
Kate: I think I’ll live in this exact house because I love it so much.
Me: Who do you think you will live with?
Kate: I don’t know. Oh—a dog!
Me: Do you think you will want to have children?
Kate: Yeah. But I don’t want to go to college. Wait, don’t write that down. I just don’t want you to write that down. [Sorry I couldn't help it. She didn't say anything about it being "off the record." I'm running out right now to spend our college savings on shoes.]
Me: Who is your best friend and why do you like them?
Kate: My beset friend’s Lily because she’s really nice.
Me: What do you think are the biggest problems in the world today?
Kate: I don’t know. Maybe homework because it’s my first day today.
Me: Your first day of homework?
Kate: Yeah, it could be super hard.
Me: What do you think you are an expert on?
Kate: Um… I think making little perfumes. Actually I think–ART! Yesterday I made some really—we were using air-dry clay in art and I made a really beautiful face and gave it to the teacher.
Me: What do you want to learn more about?
Kate: I want to learn more about how all the oak trees came here in Oakland and who ate the first avocado. Me and Alden both want to learn who ate the first avocado.
Me: What have you done that you’re really proud of?
Kate: Well, I think helping a third grader read a word.
Me: Do you remember what the word was?
Kate: It was “exasperating.”
Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Kate: I want to be [long pause] a guitarist.
Me: Tell me about that.
Kate: I just think it would be fun because my dad was a guitarist when he was younger and at school I asked [my teacher] Paula what she wanted to be when she was younger and she said she wanted to be a teacher like her parents. And her parents really helped her to get along in the world if she copied them.
Me: What is your favorite thing about yourself?
Kate: [smiling, pauses] I don’t know. I’m good at a lot of things but I don’t know…
Me: What songs are special to you?
Kate: Songs that I’ve performed in plays. Like “Sounds a Little Fishy to Me” and “The Great Kapok Tree.”
Me: What books are special to you?
Kate: Ramona.
Me: If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go?
Kate: Mexico. Actually… Australia.
Me: Why?
Kate: It just sounds like an interesting place to visit.
Me: If you could have any super power what would it be?
Kate: Being a friend to animals.
Me: What are you most afraid of?
Kate: Black Widows.
Me: What makes you happiest?
Kate: When I spend time with my friends.
Me: Is there anything else I should be asking you for this interview?
Kate: When I was four you asked me if I thought I would have a boyfriend which was really freaky to me.
Me: Yeah, I took that question out this year.
Don’t ever ask me if I’m getting a boyfriend. That’s freaky to me too. Whatever it is we get before ten and after 50 in boy form, needs a better label. GREAT INTERVIEW. Thanks Happy birthday Kate.
I love that Kate can read exasperating. Great interview! And if she needs a boyfriend I have a good candidate, nudge nudge wink wink…
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Love it. It amazes me how big our kids are getting. I was looking for photos for a school project for Owen the other day and found one of Owen and Kate on our trip to Santa Cruz. They were so little! Lots of hugs and kisses to the birthday girl.
I want to see the pics from Santa Cruz! That seems like another lifetime ago–back when I was trying to lose baby weight from my *first* child. Ah, memories!
Plenty of time for us to yenta out with those kids of ours, Tamar. Why doesn’t A come over for a playdate and they can watch Fiddler on the Roof?