Saturday, June 27, 2009

Am I going to be this uncool for the rest of my life?

Today I got to see a "grown up" movie. Toots and I headed out to Corona Crossings to see AWAY WE GO. I will admit John Krasinski with a beard is something I'm willing to pay almost $10 for. Wearing typical duds, sans make-up, I handed the employee my ticket. She asked for ID. It struck me as a little odd, but I figured they must ask everyone seeing a rated "R" film. I said something like "Wow. I haven't been asked for an ID in a long time. But then again you don't usually get asked when you're seeing a Pixar film with your kids." It took her a minute and she looked at me and said "You have kids?" "Yep. Two." "What? You DO NOT look old enough." I shrugged and smiled walking towards the concession stand. I realized after I got out of the movie that you have to be 17 to get into an R rated movie. For some reason I had been thinking it was 18. She thought I was younger than 17?? For the first time in my life I felt flattered that someone thought I was younger than my actual age.
Being young is something I think about quite a bit. I'm not worried about wrinkles or grey hair, but more about my attitude. So many people I know that are close to my age are still out doing things I haven't done for close to five years. I was only 21 when I got married and 22 when I had my first kid. How do I stay "hip" (for lack of a better word) when I'm changing diapers, cleaning up spills and teaching someone how to count? I don't think I was ever a terribly cool person. But I do think that I love certain things and certain parts of my life that many people sacrifice as time progresses and children get older. It's somewhat odd that the movie I saw today touched on this subject. In fact the pregnant woman in the film, wonderfully played by Maya Rudolph, ponders out loud to her sister: "Am I going to be this uncool for the rest of my life?"
When you have kids do you kick all your "cool" factor to the curb? Does your desire for certain things go away? In my case, no. Cameron and I aren't "typical" parents in many ways. That's always been the "Leigh Formula". I didn't want to give people what they expected out of me. I am a God-fearing Bible thumper but I'll be dipped if I play the role of pew warmer. I love teaching Sunday School but I also like to get the Led out at top volume in the car. I believe in modesty, I don't believe tattoos send you to hell and I've got a few to prove my confidence.  I'm a pretty strict mom when it comes to the way I want Josiah to treat others, but he sure doesn't have to comb his hair everyday.

I may be pretty white bread to a lot of people. But I think I'm starting to carve out a nice little plan for my life to remain relevant but real. With both of my kids I want them to share in what we do and what we love. You don't have to succumb to the evil of Dora the Explorer.  Just bust out your childhood favorites or find a "cool" kid's show like Yo Gabba Gabba. Not a fan of RADIO DISNEY? Plug in a little Rosie Thomas, Postal Service or Ben Kweller.  That's the good stuff for their little ears. They will appreciate being a part of your world on that level.

I'm still a little tickled that I was asked for ID... maybe I should go see more grown up movies more often.

P.S. I recommend seeing AWAY WE GO. It was really sweet. It's definitely meant for people who are just starting their lives as parents. Or for people who like John Krasinski with a beard. ;)

1 comment:

Nicole said...

Good, I'm not the only young parent that worries about this. I met someone the other day who flat out asked who in their right mind would get married and have kids any younger than 30. While I was sitting next to my husband and bouncing my babe. Yes, he was an unbelievable jerk, but he didn't fail to put me in a bit of a funk. But then I figure, ah well, I was never much for clubbing or getting drunk at Havasu anyway...