Technicolor

When I was about three, Mom took me to Sesame Street Live. Though a bit patchy, this is one of my earliest memories. My Grover! He was right there, live and in lovable blue fuzziness. When Mom took me to meet Big Bird after the show, I had a holy freakniption when the 7 foot tall yellow bird with the three-toed orange feet tried to hug me. Though Big Bird scared the hell out of me, it was Sesame Street! Live! with Grover! It was my first favorite memory.

When I was seven, my mom had a thing for Lionel Richie. She recorded his video Running in the Night and one day while six or seven of my friends were over, she taught us the choreography and had us acting out the whole video. Nevermind the fact that by today's standards, there is a significant cheese factor to the concept of Richie and his dance gang crashing a wedding party; but back then, you couldn't tell us nothin' — we were some schmoove operators. The next weekend, there were twice as many kids in our living room all day long for All Night Long. 

That same year, one afternoon she checked me out of school just before lunch and took me to McDonald's to eat, then home for the rest of the day. She said she just wanted to hang out with me.

A couple of years later, Mom loaded me and Chanel into Blue the Battlewagon and said we were going grocery shopping at Baby M's. For us, this meant a long trip there, an eternity spent buying jumbo-sized boxes of everything, and an even longer trip home. We sighed slouched in our seats for what we knew would be a terribly boring day. What seemed like forever later but was actually probably more like 30 or 40 minutes later, Mom piped up, "We're heeere!" I looked up from my book and Chanel looked up from picking her nose or whatever it was she was doing that little kids do in the backseat to occupy themselves boring trips. We both saw the rise of the roller coasters and in unison, we yelled, "UNCLE CLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFSS!!!" Mom didn't take us to buy big assed boxes of cereal and a year's supply of washing powder; she had taken us to our most favoritest, funnerest, best-day-everist place in the whole danged world (or at least the world as we knew it in Albuquerque).

When I was sixteen and in my junior year of high school, I had the lead in the Spring musical. There were easily at least fifty people in the cast, comprised of students from both my high school and the other one across town. One Saturday was a full-day tech/rehearsal that lasted from 8am to 4pm, with an in-house lunch break at noon. When Mom dropped me off in the morning, I asked if she could bring me lunch at noon. When she returned a little after 12, she found me sitting amongst my friends in the cafetorium and said that I would need to bring some friends out to the car with me to bring lunch in. When I asked what in the world she was talking about, she ignored me and just beckoned for me to follow. I took three friends out with me to the car, where Mom had already opened hatchback. I stood in awe, then went back in to the cafetorium for more help. In the back of the car were aluminum pans full of fried chicken wings, loaves of sub sandwich bread, sliced deli meats and cheeses, condiments, bags of chips, sodas and juice, granola bars, cookies, and an assortment of fresh fruits. She didn't just bring lunch for me; she had brought enough for the entire cast.

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This past Saturday, Frank and I took el Cinco out shopping for their Halloween costumes, then out to lunch at McDonald's, where they had some time to romp around in the two-story Playland.

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Afterward, we surprised them with a trip to one of the gymnasiums on post to see an hour-long USO-sponsored Sesame Street show. The older four danced and sang in the bleachers a few rows above us. Kaelyn sat on my lap with her eyes wide and smile wider, and yelled, "MOM! DID YOU SEE THAT? ELMO! HE WAVED AT MEEEE!!! AND COOKIE MONSTER, TOO! AND GROOOOOVER – HE'S THE MONSTER AT THE END OF THIS BOOK!!!" And idiot that I am, I had to fight the prickles in the corners of my eyes.

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When it was over, we filed out of the gym, with el Cinco chattering animatedly about totally awesome cool it was. We came home and ate pizza, then had triple-scoop ice cream sundaes with extra cherries on top. El Cinco begged to camp out in the living room, emphasizing their plans to stay up until three or four o'clock in the morning.

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Some cherished memories are like old photographs, the still
snapshots faded sepia with the passing of time. Other memories play in my mind's
eye like high-definition technicolor movies. I hope Saturday will be a technicolor Remember that time when… type of day for them, because it will be for me.

Tell me about a technicolor day from your childhood. I love hearing about special memories.

12 Comments

  1. Fiddle1 on October 13, 2008 at 11:42 pm

    Loved this post, as always! What a wonderful memory you gave your children and your mom gave to you. I remember my mom showing up at lunch one day, staying through my classes, and riding me home on her bike on the handlebars. I was in second grade. Not the safest thing, but one of my best memories.



  2. SCY on October 14, 2008 at 6:13 am

    Stunning post! I love the pic of the two kids sleeping entwined with each other πŸ˜‰



  3. tash on October 14, 2008 at 9:13 am

    Bella lately has been asking what *I* dressed up as for Halloween. So I dug out the pictures of me in Germany, age 6 (Fastnacht — not Halloween — but who’s keeping score) dressed up like a princess. I remember the parades, catching candy thrown out of the floats, the bizarro drunk guy my father steered me away from. And although I have a picture to help with the colors, I remember going on a carousel with my little brother and thinking this was quite possibly the biggest party I could ever imagine.
    Bella’s simply impressed that I was a generic princess, and not a Disney one. To each their own.



  4. Eva on October 14, 2008 at 12:45 pm

    Beautiful photos. Thanks for sharing!



  5. Alicia on October 14, 2008 at 1:18 pm

    your mom sounds amazing!!!! what great adventrues you had!
    and what an awesome day you had with your kids! I got tears in my eyes thinking about how soon I will be able to have adventures like that to!



  6. anymommy on October 15, 2008 at 12:04 am

    Your mom is amazing. This was another beautiful post. I hope I can remember to create such special memories for my kids! I’ll have to think about a special memory. Fodder for a post, maybe!



  7. Sassy on October 15, 2008 at 3:26 am

    I loved your stories and I love the way you’re building memories for your children. The photos of the kids asleep after their big plans to stay up are just hilarious. πŸ™‚



  8. Mommy Lady on October 15, 2008 at 7:21 am

    Oh Moxie… Thank you so much for this post! Tito… hand me some tissue! *sniff*



  9. Moxie on October 15, 2008 at 7:50 am

    Hey Lady:
    Jermaine…stop teasing!



  10. Lady Bits on October 15, 2008 at 11:47 am

    This is the most amazing post – I loved reading it. Thank you.



  11. Amanda on October 15, 2008 at 2:06 pm

    Awww, so sweet. You’re a great mommy. And you have a great mommy πŸ™‚



  12. sully on October 17, 2008 at 5:22 pm

    Now, I’m crying. Love this post. Love your mom. I can’t wait to start doing things like this for my kiddo.