mama and papa and little sister make three
May 24th, 2009tonight was the last sunday that chris will play the local until fall (which freaks me out – what if he doesn’t start until november like last fall? will we ever see him again??). a bunch of our friends were there, and hazel got really into a song that tony & kristine hopped up on stage to play/sing with chris. she bobbed and flapped her arms and sang her little lungs out. i gotta tell ya’, it was the cutest thing ever, and i am happy that our musician friends appreciate hazel’s “art” and don’t get annoyed when she sings with them. after the song ended chris started talking about hazel, things like: “…but she cries when she doesn’t get her way. and she’s SUCH a baby.”
and a woman at the bar yelled “but we love hazel!! hazel is a rockstar!!”
mikey and i looked at each other. do you know this person? no? do you? afterwards she came up to me (and hazel) and started gushing over her and talking about how you can tell she’s been listening to music since before she was born, and how you can tell which songs she really likes…. who is this woman? hazel is smiling and cooing at her.
eventually it was revealed that one night when tony had hazel walking her around he introduced her to this friend of his. okay, much less awkward that you keep squishing my daughter’s feet now that i know you’re a friend of a friend.
is it always going to be this uncomfortable when hazel makes friends that i don’t know? how do i just… let her go off into the word and make friends with people and not worry incessantly that she’ll become really attached to some little creepy kid. or some really dangerous friend? what is going to happen when she makes friends with kids who like to build fires for fun? what if she IS that kid? she is MY kid after all and i kind of have a problem with fires.
all of a sudden i see twelve year old kids alone on the subway and it terrifies me. we were going somewhere the other day and this little pack of skate-shoe-wearing preteens were making their nervous-looking friend repeat “dundas, dundas, dundas” over and over, lamenting the fact that their cellphones didn’t have a signal underground, and they put her on our train and then presumably went off to get on their own train. this girl was sitting in the seats across from us and i was very, very close to asking her if she knew where to go once she got to dundas (i assume it was the mall – there is nothing else there). i was so scared for her. she’s so tiny. and i see elementary-aged schoolkids coming home from school on the subway in little herds all the time. hazel isn’t riding the subway alone until she’s at LEAST seventeen. that gives her two years to work it all out before she’s legally allowed to start drinking.
not that……….. she’ll be riding the subway where she grows up. or drinking legally at age nineteen. i don’t even know what i’m rambling on about.
i knitted half a dishrag tonight and watched a documentary on asteroids that was terrifying. i’m trying to think of anything but that.
since hazel has been on a napping strike for three days i decided to swaddle her this afternoon to see if that would help. she went right to sleep and was out for three hours. i put her to bed hours ago and she hasn’t woken up once. amazing – all because of something that she resisted vehemently until we stopped doing it.
or maybe it’s because they turned the heat off.
listening: nothin’ – the backstabbers in my head
reading: columbine
May 25th, 2009 at 12:27 am
a) what are you going to do until Chris starts playing again? Sundays at the local were by far my favourite time and part of what i miss most. at least you are friends now. use your influence and get him back there before november :)
b) for the first part of your post i was thinking, “is it the women from last week? ” sort of glad it wasn’t. however, I love that she has fans everywhere she goes. its good. you guys are giving Toronto some goodness.
c)glad you figured out the dishrag thing. i was thinking about that after I left lastweek.
d)I miss you. looking forward to July.
May 25th, 2009 at 8:34 am
i don’t knowwww! it was my favorite too, just because it was the perfect baby place and time (and he’s awesome, of course). the cameron house is still on – i don’t know how long. saturdays are still on but probably for not much longer till they’re done for the summer. some of them sometimes play bluegrass brunch. max & rob’s new band has been doing some stuff but it’s usually later @ the tranzac when we know about it. and now that i know mikey can handle hazel by himself just fine i can always do a monday or wednesday if i’m desperate. there won’t be a total lack of music (and we’ll be gone a lot this summer anyway) but it will be sad without sundays :(
May 25th, 2009 at 8:35 am
oh yeah, that woman from last week was a little over the top. she was funny with mikey when we were leaving. “are you hazel’s dad???? you are such a good dad.” being hazel’s parent = being a celebrity in this town. she’s awesome & we get all the credit! :)
May 25th, 2009 at 8:37 am
also, i should have just emailed you – i thought of you because he deliberately ended his set with the first song he played for his very first set back in november – “uncloudy day” :)
weird to think about that. hazel was just a two week old peanut who slept through all of his shows. but he still plays her “her song” and now she reacts to it. and bartenders have watched her grow. eek.
May 25th, 2009 at 4:02 pm
i just went to buy a new clergy shirt at the catholic book store downtown and usually they play really crappy instrumental/medidatative type music that just annoys me and makes me want to leave but I when I walked in today I heard a song end and then a really nice version of uncloudy day came on. it made me so happy. by the time i left the weird music was back in the stereo. it was a bit of a fluke, but nice.
May 28th, 2009 at 5:23 am
umm it was especially hard to let your kiddo(s) make friends when you weren’t sure how they (or their parents) were going to react that they have two mom’s. luckily – perfect. our kids have AWESOME friends with AWESOME parents and the questions have never even came up.