Friday, January 9, 2009

The Line Up


It is true. I never was a cheerleader.


Sometime in junior high I decided I would try out. My sister dropped me off, shaking her head. My parents probably thought it was a little unusual, but kept their hands in their pockets. The others had probably encouraged my brother to keep his mouth shut. I don’t recall the details.

What I do remember is that the routines were not particularly difficult. The ladies in charge did not seem particularly nice. And, after one full day of being told to smile more, I had simply had enough. My cheeks hurt from smiling. Who smiles THAT much?

Well, a lot of the other girls seemed to manage it.

(I guess I don’t find standing on the sidelines something to smile about.)

The fact that I am not grinning from ear to ear on a minute-by-minute basis should not give the reader the idea that I am not happy. On the contrary, I am deliciously happy.

Just ask my daughter.

Andrew asked her the other day about her paper dolls. “Gladys, why do you always just put a straight line for their mouths?”

I could post hundreds of pictures of faces like these. This is how Gladys always draws faces.

About a year or more ago I noticed it myself. Not wanting to criticize her work, I asked her to draw a ‘happy face’ for me. Honestly, as a parent you start to wonder if there is something wrong. You know, some social worker is going to see her pictures and think she comes from a terribly depressing home.

She drew a circle with two eyes.

“See, Mommy! Doesn’t she have a beautiful smile?!”

“What do you use to smile, Gladys?”

“My eyes,” she said, squinting and sticking her fingers in her eyes.



Our Irish eyes are smiling.
Where do you keep your smile?


8 comments:

OHmommy said...

So sweet, E-mama.

My kids always tell me that their heart is smiling. That makes me smile big.

Flea said...

I love that. The eyes always give away a face and the emotions behind it. Gladys is genius.

I smile with my fingertips, either on my blog, or touching people.

Flea said...

Oh, and the smocking? The pleating is done on a little hand-crank machine. The embroidery by hand. I love doing it. One day soon OHmommy will let me smock for her. :)

Badass Geek said...

How observant!

Indy said...

I can't believe you tried out for cheerleading. That makes me smile.

Brigette said...

What beautiful eyes she has!

splodge said...

Aaaw! She's so bright and she's so right!

The eyes have it...I used to love paper dolls.

Im2Sexy4MyVan said...

Out of the mouth of babes. Of course you smile with your eyes. What was I thinking... Guess I should spend more time on my eyeshadow and less on my lipgloss.