Go! Go! Power Rangers!

Savoring every second of this cuddle time on the couch.

I can’t believe it was only two short weeks ago that my son was watching the “Fresh Beat Band,” “Busytown Mysteries,” and sneaking in a “Strawberry Shortcake” episode every once in a while (“for sissy” of course). I can’t believe that in the period of two short weeks that my little four and a half-year old seems to have ditched his little squishy kiddo floaties and dipped his toe into the waters of “big kid” territory. Two weeks ago it was Huckle Cat and Lowly the worm that drives a little apple car, this week it’s ninja’s and foam sword wielding. Two weeks ago it was Marina from “The Fresh Beat Band” this week it’s the red Power Ranger. I especially didn’t expect to feel sad about this. I mean, you would think that with the amount of sarcasm I throw around on this blog that I wouldn’t have a heart or if I did that it would be a heart that spent its entire beating life rolling its eyes and saying “psssshhh.” But these two weeks have earned me a taste of the freedom I have so desperately wanted during my eighteen month olds nap time. Only instead of getting stuff done or perusing the new Restoration Hardware manifesto (seriously, have you not seen that thing?!), I find myself not being free at all, but tethered to my squishy kiddo turned big kid on the couch in an effort to never ever hear these words again when asked if he wants to snuggle on the couch “No thank you Mommy, maybe next week.” Daggers to the sarcastic eye rolling heart!

But, you know me. I must always find a silver lining. What good is it to think in black and white if you can’t muster up a little silver every now and again (black + white + jazz hands = silver)? So, here it is people, the nonsense that I write to hide the real emotions of sadness, longing and joy that are my son growing up. The wisdom I glean from everyday life and the things I think when forced to consume large quantities of “Mighty Morphin Power Rangers” reruns. I bring to you, my thoughts…try not to be jealous:

+ Where was I when this show came out? It’s kind of…AWESOME.

+ The green Power Ranger really does have the coolest song “Goooooo Greeeeeeen Raaaaaaaannger.” And he gets this cool collar thing too. He’s probably the best one even though my kid thinks the red one is the best. We all know geniuses pick green.

+ I wonder what it would be like to do a CrossFit workout with the Power Rangers? So cool. No, really soooo cool.

+ It’s like a mix of Godzilla characters and Transformers machines. I totally don’t get it, but again I say AWESOME.

+ So, if my son is the red Power Ranger for Halloween, then which one would I be? Just asked my son, he said I could be one of the bad guys. Seriously, will this child ever love me?

+ Why does Daddy also get to be the red Power Ranger and Sister get to be the pink Baby Power Ranger and I am the bad guy? Whatever, the bad guys have better costumes anyway.

+ If I am going to be a bad guy, I’m going to be that white furry one with whiskers and a moustache. The one that kinda looks like the big flying dog thing from “Never Ending Story.” He’s rad. I can pull that off.

+ Nevermind, he said he didn’t want me to be a Power Ranger or a bad guy that I would just be Mommy because I don’t have any powers, not even bad guy powers. Whatever.

+ My son is convinced that there is a rainbow Power Ranger. No comment.

+ When the Power Rangers aren’t Power Rangers their clothes are the same color schemes of their suits. I wonder if the writers thought we might be confused and we would need a clue as to who is who when they aren’t fighting the bad guys.

+ Wait, the Power Rangers go to space?

I will love these Power Rangers until he’s done with them and when he’s too big and moves on to something else, I will move on right with him. I will be more than happy to learn about whatever it is that is in his world for the moment because I love my kid with everything that I have. And if I have to be the bad guy, so be it. I’m just glad to still be part of the story.


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  1. Priscilla —

    “Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans”. Before you know it, he is grown into a young man and gone away. Be the Power Ranger bad guy, be the Rainbow Power Ranger, or just be mommy with no powers… but, be there and make the memories… both for you and for him. Memories live forever and are the priceless treasures that happen in life when you plan to make them happen. One day he will put away his little toys and move on to other worlds. No more Power Rangers, Darth Vader, Pirate Ships, Avengers, and the like. It’s sad. The house becomes a very quiet place. But, the memories of those early days linger forever… if you took the time to make them… and you can replay them anytime to bring you once again to that time when you were doing crossfit training to the tune of a Power Ranger tune, or when you were the Rainbow Power Ranger or the mommy ranger with no powers.

    It is like the lyrics in “Puff The Magic Dragon”…

    A dragon lives forever but not so little boys;
    Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys;
    One gray night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more;
    And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar;

    His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain;
    Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane;
    Without his life-long friend, Puff could not be brave;
    So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave,

    Just like Puff, we all slip into our cave one day because our kids grow up and go away. No more Power Rangers, Darth Vader, Pirate Ships, etc. Our heavy hearts are like Puff’s head bent in sorrow… but, it is what happens in life. The day comes when we must give our kids the wings we hate to part with and sadly see them cast away. I know, I have been there three times.

    But, then one day Puff comes to life again as he hears the laughter of children come to play and is excited to come out and play too. It brings new life to Puff as he roars once again. Life calls it GRANDKIDS… and if you did not get to do it the first time, here is a second chance to make those memories. Puff’s mighty roar is once again.

    Grandpa (Papa Heyyy)

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