Note to self: Hormones. On the verge of tears one minute, angry slamming doors the next and twelve hours later in the morning "sorry mom I don't know what came over me last night, but today's a great day!" She's smiling almost to the point of a nervous giggle.
"Do you know why today's a great day?"
After last night's episode of drama after soccer, because her friend has another friend that is going to be the "star" in a movie and I am the mom who refuses to drive her to Hollywood for roles as extras because I know in the end it will cost us money (plus with the history of childhood actors I am not sold on the idea), I can't imagine? Last night I was the unsupportive mother, now she wants to tell me why this is going to be a great day! "Humor me," I mumble under my breath. (Oh god, I am turning into my father, that was my father's expression.)
"The movie "Tranformers" is in stores today. I can buy the movie "Transformers" with my babysitting money!"
All I can hear in my head is "Transformers more than meets the eye. Transformers, robots in disguise." A television commercial from how many years ago, I can't remember, but I think my brothers may have had those or the kids I babysat did? I was unaware that there was a movie, but what mystified me was why my daughter wanted a movie about Transformers? Two weeks ago she had saved enough for "Disturbia." She had been obsessed with that movie ever since her eighth grade friend introduced her to it. I chalked that up to being her "first scary movie." I compared that to my obsession with watching "Poltergiest" when I was a teen. So, now its "Transformers."
"Mom, I can't wait!" A movie? "Transformers" restores her hormones to balance. What's next?
I continued my morning routine as she got dressed. Before I knew it, we had to leave to take my son to school. Em did not have time to eat breakfast. I told her I had to get paper towels at the supermarket and I could get her some breakfast bars. "Ralph's!" she exclaimed! She was almost shaking from excitment as if I told her I bought her concert tickets or something like that. "
"Mom, they may have the movie! I am not sure, its early? I'll bring my wallet just in case! I may be the first person in California to buy the movie!"
The whole ride to the supermarket, she talked about owning the movie, being the first to buy the movie, how great this day was because of the movie. As soon as she got home from school she could watch the movie. Come to find out, she has never seen the movie.
"What?" I ask. "Then how do you know its worth buying?"
Her answer, "Because?"
No, that was not enough! There had to be more to this! At the supermarket, I got my answer. We did not have to wait to find out if the movie was there, because copies were at the checkout on almost every aisle. You know you're getting old when you don't know the "in" movies. She grabbed a copy and opened her wallet, but then she stopped and exclaimed, "They have "Surf's Up" too! I may buy that one next."
Okay, a cartoon! She stopped watching those a few years ago. What was this all about? I demanded an explanation.
She blushed as she whispered, "Shia LaBeouf."
Once again, my lightbulb went on! No wonder why she wanted to know where our copy of "Holes" was last week. Oh, those hormones! At least I know what makes her happy, Shia LaBeouf!
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