One of my favorite “Mouse” stories (indulge me here Mouse) happened when she was about five. We were at one of our favorite places, the Gerald E Eddy Discovery Geology Center. We were with some second cuzzints and other assorted relations and we hiked to the floating bog (google it if you want, I cannot find a link that I like).

It was winter and Mouse was dressed in a black velour dress, black tights, and uber-cute fashionable black leather boots, i.e., NOT hiking boots. And a ski jacket et al. One of the older relatives remarked that Mouse was not exactly dressed in hiking attire. And that was not exactly untrue except that… First, this was not really a “hike”. It was maybe a half mile walk on a wide, heavily-traveled path with no snow. Second, Mouse had not dressed for a hike that day. She was wearing a horse costume! Yes. Black Velvet (or whatever). She cantered along the trail like any beautiful young filly would do.

That said, we had a wonderful time that day and it is a very good memory for me, just in case any of those relations are reading this and I’m sure they are <grin>. It is a little glimpse into the very complicated person my younger child is. And aren’t all of our children complicated? They are people and people are complicated. I certainly am and so was The Commander…

Yerp… I am feeling a bit old today, maybe for the first time in my life. I don’t think it is so much because my “baby” has reached a quarter century but because I am now the oldest (and only) of my generation in my branch of both the Fin and Mac families. It can be lonely being in this particular space sometimes but I have a husband and children and cuzzints and there are a few beloved aunts and uncles left and enough in-laws to fill a stadium. And I have a job and a few friends and a couple of houses to clear out (that includes my own) and a crapload of paperwork to try to get a better handle on and *lots* of hiking and stuff to do. So I am going on…

HBQC Mouse. Love to everyone,
Kayak Woman

4 Responses to “HBQC”

  1. Sam Says:

    Sign me up for a denial trip—I’ll wear a hiking skirt, too! (Denial in the sense of “if we’re hiking, how can we be flinging, or doing paperwork, or…”!!)

  2. Paulette Says:

    Hey, “kid”, 😉 Been feeling something similar about the ever changing demographics of the moominbeach (commune) community. When we moved here (1987) we were nearly the youngest among many, and now? Indeed. This process is not for the faint of heart. Happy birthday, Mouse. Kayakwoman, celebrate your talented daughters.

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  4. Margaret Says:

    I’m starting to feel like too many people depend on ME, when I want to be somewhat dependent on others. 🙁 Is that part of getting older? If so, I don’t like it much. Mouse is very stylish!!