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lizziebelle) wrote2006-11-13 08:34 pm
lizziebelle) wrote2006-11-13 08:34 pm
time flies
When I first moved to Massachusetts, I was a sort of nanny/mother's helper for a young family in Milton. The mother's brother was good friends with my sister's then-boyfriend (now ex-husband), which is how I met them (got that? Good). William was five, and Alex was 3 months. Today, William turns 25. Old enough to be married. Old enough to run for Congress. Old enough to be a father. His brother is 20; old enough to vote, to be drafted, to buy cigarettes, almost old enough to buy alcohol. I haven't seen them in fifteen years or so; I wonder what kind of men they turned out to be?
William was a wild child, and I introduced him to Star Trek and Doctor Who. It wasn't until watching Star Trek with a five-year-old that I really noticed that Captain Kirk was a slut ("Is he going to kiss her? He's going to kiss her!"). One hot summer day, William was making sounds into a fan, like children do, when he suddenly got that light-bulb look on his face and said "Exterminate! Exterminate!" into the fan. I was so proud.
William was a wild child, and I introduced him to Star Trek and Doctor Who. It wasn't until watching Star Trek with a five-year-old that I really noticed that Captain Kirk was a slut ("Is he going to kiss her? He's going to kiss her!"). One hot summer day, William was making sounds into a fan, like children do, when he suddenly got that light-bulb look on his face and said "Exterminate! Exterminate!" into the fan. I was so proud.