On Thursday night I had the best night ever. You see, I have a thirteen year old daughter. Thirteen year old girls like The Hunger Games. So do their moms. (At least this one). Well, the new Hunger Games movie, Catching Fire, opened on Friday. But this mom, because I’m the coolest mom ever, got tickets to the pre-release on Thursday. That’s right, a whole twenty four hours before it officially opened, I got tickets. Two. One for her and one for me. The pandemonium that erupted shortly after the purchase was paramount. There was jumping. There was screaming. There was immediate calls to best-friends to rub in the good fortune. Step back ladies, the title has been taken: I win mom of the year.
|See that? It says November 22.|
Keep in mind, I live in the sticks. That means there’s no theater here in our tiny little town and the closest silver screen is just over an hour away and as soon as the hubby got home, Bot Bot and I loaded in the commuter and headed to town. There is little that parallels the excitement of a teenager. I didn’t get a word in edgewise. Not on the drive to town. Not during dinner. Not during the movie. And not on the drive back home. It was stellar. And we didn’t get home until midnight. On a school night. After watching the advanced release of the biggest movie of the season. Did I mention I win the title?
We try to do these things, the hubby and I. We try to take one on one time for each of the kiddos, but so often it gets lost in the mix of volleyball practice, parent teacher conferences, work meetings and the general chaos of living with a small village. Which is why this night was so special. It’s hard to believe that we only have about five more years with her at home. And we’ve only had her for six. All in all, our time is so limited. Far more than the typical parent-child dynamic. Before long we’ll lose her to the world. To her own life and home. Soon she’ll be driving herself to the movies. We know this, and we try so hard to teach the little nuggets of wisdom that will guide her. We strive to make memories that will warm her heart when she’s lonely and homesick. And I know for sure is that there are some things she wont forget. And I’m pretty sure that night that her amazing mom took her to the pre-release of Catching Fire will be near the top of that list.