That’s Twice Now…

That my son has gotten to view astronomical events (one that will never happen in my lifetime again, nor his, probably) that I never even got to take a tiny peek at.

It’s wrong for a mother to be jealous of their own kid, right?

The recent solar eclipse was almost totally visible from our part of the world, and my husband took my son to a local museum to view it.  Me? I had to stay home with our daughter because a) the eclipse happened too late and b) I’m apparently the only one who can feed her a decent dinner and put her to bed.  So I marveled at how dark it went as I was giving her a bath, and that’s about all I got out of it.

Today was this rather awesome event, and my dad took my son to a very exclusive location where he got to hear lectures from Harvard professors and view the eclipse through $25,000 telescopes.  Me?  I knew when it began and when it ended, but I saw nada.  Again, the whole toddler thing.  And don’t even ask about why didn’t I have eclipse glasses or something, they’ve been sold out around these parts for weeks.

So tonight I’m swanning around in some sour grape juice, attempting to remember the last time I was able to go out and do something whenever I wanted.

Which was about ten years ago.

Phooey.

But, uh, it’s all worth it?

Right?

2 Responses to “That’s Twice Now…”

  1. Seana June 7, 2012 at 2:35 pm #

    Right!

  2. marvel June 8, 2012 at 11:23 pm #

    Right.

    Plus, think of the years of enjoyable emotional blackmail you can milk out of these epidsodes.