October 17, 2007
My son beat me in ping-pong
Yesterday, for the first time, my son beat me at ping-pong. The resounding defeat (two games in a row) hit me so hard that I am home in bed sick with a cold today. Later that same evening, he beat David twice as well. All that practice has paid off at last. Not two weeks ago I beat him 13 games in a row on the same day. I guess I let that resounding success go to my head and got cocky. Maybe I'll still have a comeback...
These rites of passage are deep. It reminds me of two years ago when Jason started being able to ski faster than I. A similar feeling of reversal of role.
Only this time it's symbolic - Jason is turning into a teenager this month. Such a milestone. And in six months we'll have only double-digit aged kids.
Now I'm just waiting for Jason to be taller than I am. At least I have a while to go for that. As far as I know. Until that sudden growth spurt. Ah, the bittersweet joys of motherhood. Train them up to let them go. Into the world of international ping-pong tournaments.
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Yes, they do pass us so quickly. My eldest does so many things better than I and it was just last year she was saying, how come you can do that so much better than me? I love to see them grow but it is hard to let them go.
Posted by: mary jones | Oct 18, 2007 12:40:51 PM