Friday, August 27, 2010

Happy Birthday, Scarlett!

Scarlett, you are growing up. Today, you turn 12. Your mother is astounded that a decade and two years have transpired since you entered the world.

This year, you endured some hardships. All you want to do is be on a stage somewhere, with people clapping. But your fall and winter seasons were unexpectedly cancelled --and suddenly, on the cusp of Junior High with all those changes -- your identity and vocation were in the balance.

Retreat to bed? Cry or worry? Instead, you asked your mother to get you auditions, quick. Now that you're the lead in this show and immediately afterward have a nice role in a very cool adult theater, you seem much happier.

Still, your mother knows you're worried about what's next -- because there must be something.

There's a big movie audition ahead but you toss that off.

Scarlett: "If I get in, great. If I don't, I'll have fun at school. Either one is good."

This was your first time on stage. Check out that face, moments before curtain. Uh, can we say the opposite of stage fright? Joy!

The Matron thinks the above actually came from your eighth birthday! (Isn't she adorable?!) Your brothers should thank their good lives for your existence. Why? When your Mama was a Youngish Miss and newly pg with your big brother, she decided to find out the baby's gender.

You know what THAT answer was! Look at that boy glare at his Mama! The big red forehead tattoo would be his suction cup marque. The child decide to deform himself before the first day of school. But see how sweetly the daughter is smiling on her first day of first grade!

Way back, when the ultrasound technician innocently told her that her firstborn was to be a boy, Youngish Miss tried hard for repose. She burst into tears. Because she wanted, this!

Not even necessarily Annie --

Or Ramona or Helen or any of the roles or an actor. Sure, Scarlett, the Matron can thank you for some stupendous-can't-beat-em cocktail party lines: "My 11-year old has agents in L.A. and Minneapolis." But she knows that's pretty much smoke on the water.

She's happy you know that, too.

No, your Mama simply wanted a daughter--a girl who would be kind to animals and brothers(sorta related). Your Mama harbored dreams of a reader, a girl with books permanently stashed in the leather pouch she carries everywhere. She wanted to meet a fierce spirit--a girl more fearless and confident than she was when young. Your Mama dreamed of the kind of girl who would, gracefully, set aside her plans for her 11th birthday because another family needed a great big helping hand-- a real emergency -- and suddenly there was a surprise overnight and two tiny tots in the house on the actual bona fide anniversary of your BIRTH and instead of complaining? This daughter would play stuffed animals, tag, and help - - all day.

That's exactly the daughter she got.

Monday, in honor of your birthday -- and the dizzying potential your big beautiful life holds-- four of your best friends from elementary school will be participating in a "Red Carpet Hollywood Party" tomorrow night, and probably stay awake until the wee hours. You have asked that in lieu of presents, your friends donate any money they might have spent to a homeless shelter.

Twelve is the cusp, my dear. You are not yet a teenager nor are you a small child. The world is suddenly both open and mysterious. Your mother is amazed by your generosity of spirit and strong friendships. Never once have you been anything other than kind and patient --and continually fighting for the underdog, wherever you may find him/her. If there is a mean girl culture, you are not only not part of it, you're an active opponent.

Scarlett: "Mom, everyone is mean to Shaquita at school. Is there a way we can help make her feel more a part of the classroom community? Could we invite her over with some other friends to help everyone get along?" (actual words).

You're a person who organized a play with 30 child actors at age seven --and demanded that no parent watch a rehearsal! A person who is considered by local adult actors a "colleague" and not a child actor. Even better, you know when to play with your little brother and when a dog needs a little extra love. Plus, there's that extra Uterine Tracking Device (UTD) in the house.

Stryker: "Where's my iPod?"

Merrick: "Where's my football?"

John: "Who took my wallet and cell phone?"

Scarlett: "Living room coffee table, backyard in the left corner by the roses, on your dresser."

Happy Birthday, Scarlett! It's quite a ride. Your mother's greatest gift is that she gets to tuck you in every night and listen to your dreams.


Rachel from Maine said...

Lovely, lovely, lovely. I wish Scarlett many, many more. Kudos to you, Matron, for having a hand in what a caring, sensitive girl she is.

*m* said...

She is beautiful, inside and out.

Wishing you both a wonderful year ahead.

Deb said...

A wonderful birthday tribute to your very special daughter.

I have one daughter and three sons. I am eternally grateful for this daughter, who understands me in ways the boys never will. "I'm more like you, Mom, than you think!" She's right, even though we are different in many ways.

Sounds like you and your daughter have a similar bond.

Jen on the Edge said...

What a wonderful tribute to an amazing young lady. Happy birthday Scarlett!

Anonymous said...

Happy birthday, Scarlett! It is clear that your mother loves you with a fierce and wonderful love. No surprise that you have learned to love others with that same kind of love.

And I happen to know how very blessed she is, because I have 4 sons and no daughters. It makes me happy to know that there are wonderful people like you out there, sharing in the UTD culture.

blank said...

With two sons already, and pg with 3 (a girl!), this brought tears to my eyes. Happy Birthday Scarlett, and good job Matron.

Daisy said...

UTD -- I do appreciate having a second one of those in the house, too! Twelve is a special age. Enjoy.

JCK said...

Happy Birthday to your lovely, Scarlett. And congratulations to you for raising her so beautifully.

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful kid! HB, Redlett!

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

Happy Birthday, lovely Scarlett.

And Happy BIRTHday to her wonderful mama.

trash said...

Belatedly, happy birthday Scarlett.

I applaud that your head is on straight about the work/school thing and sound a cheer for the kind-hearted soul who reaches out to others.

A hearty congratulations too to the parents encouraged you and showed you the path to being the wonderful young woman you are becoming.

MJ said...

I love your daughter. And I realize I don't know your daughter. But I feel like I know your daughter. And I realize that I'm writing inappropriate sentences for an English prof's blog. Oh bother.

Happy birthday, Scarlett!

Minnesota Matron said...

MJ -- You did great! Once, one of my students circled all my typos and misspellings in an online class. Humbling. You score way higher than I did in that regard. And thanks friends, for the supportive comments about Miss S. I think she's amazing, too!

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Many happy returns to your beautiful, talented, amazing girl!