Monday, April 06, 2009

Daughters

Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," family values for those longing to be Left Behind! Because it's absurd to think Judeo-Christians have a lock on family values.

The chief joy in my life is my two daughters, The Heir and The Spare.


They are so different.

The Heir revels in anything weird. Clam Plate Orgies, Techno-Industrial music, roadside tourist wastelands. She loves New Jersey with a white hot passion and is proud to be a native. (I guess that proves how weird she is.)




The Spare abounds in ingenuity. She knows how to put together a stunning ensemble, a full-course meal, a broken appliance. She could strut right through Paris and break every male heart -- but we don't have the money to go to Paris, and she's okay with that.

If I want to have fun with The Heir, we take a walk in the woods.

If I want to have fun with The Spare, we plan a meal and go grocery shopping.

The Heir is earnest, hard-working, insecure. The Spare is glib, easygoing, and confident.

You can't wrestle The Heir into a dress. You can't wrestle The Spare into a pair of running shoes.

Vive la difference! I wouldn't change a single thing about either of them. It has been a pure pleasure watching them grow up. Their ancestors would be proud.

8 Comments:

At April 06, 2009 , Blogger Lisa said...

ten points for well adjusted PAGAN kids.......
my greatest contribution to the 'pagans are normal people too' campaign would have to be my kids- Daughter of mine(DOM) and son of mine (SOM)
both are chronic overachievers in everything they do, neat, tidy, well liked and respected by their elders- unique and strong.
Son of a Witch !!!
great post ANNE xx

 
At April 06, 2009 , Blogger Pom said...

I don't have a second child to observe differences from the first, but I get a kick out of the one I've got. She's all I wished I would have been but I suppose having a child with those qualities is almost as good as having them myself.

 
At April 07, 2009 , Anonymous Rick Loftus, M.D. said...

I have always reminded my teams of residents, interns and medical students on the wards that doctoring is the second hardest job. To which someone inevitably asks, "What's the hardest one?"

"Motherhood," I say. Duh! As if watching my mom raise 7 of us doesn't leave me in ever-increasing awe with every passing year. Wish I were configured for it but I'm satisfied with being the eccentric uncle who throws awesome costume parties and plays great tricks!

Thanks for an inspiring post, as ever, Anne.

 
At April 07, 2009 , Blogger mrsb said...

Your girls are gorgeous and sound awesome!

 
At April 07, 2009 , Blogger Maebius said...

How awesome, as was said before. Kids are amazing, frustrating, and so awesomely wonderful, and parenting is the deepest Magic there is! You've done well.

 
At April 07, 2009 , Blogger Maebius said...

Oh, yeah, and with this post, you are hereby awarded the Mom of the year award..thingy.
http://everthorn.net/Musing/2009/04/dad_award/?p=208

 
At April 07, 2009 , Blogger Double Jointed Fingers said...

What wonderful times for you! As the oldest of 4 sisters and the mother of 2 daughters, I can tell you that there will be nothing comparable to this time in your life.

Daughters are wonderful gifts to be cherished and must always be allowed to find their own paths. The most important thing you can do is make them comfortable in being who they are, allow them their independence and love them.

As a Crone, I envy you. I so miss the times when mine were small - enjoy them to the N-th degree. Blessings to you all.

 
At April 08, 2009 , Blogger yellowdog granny said...

Little goddess's in their own right...

 

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