What is a monkeybox?

When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Being The Bean's Mom

Bean,

Thanks for being my Bean. When you were eight months old, you took my face in your hands and pulled me to you and kissed me so hard I thought my face would explode. When you were three you asked if we could smooch and that meant that was time to lay on the bed and read a book. When you were six you asked if you could French Kiss me and then you proceeded to lean in and kiss me on the left check and then ont he right check, you know, like the FRENCH do. (Whew).

The Bean circa 2002. Only 6 1/2 years old. Damn he was cute.
Santa Bean 2002.
Easter Bean 2003.
You've told me that you love me every day since you learned to talk. And, you still do. You call me Pretty Mama, and even though I know I am not a pretty Mama, you insist that, yes I am, indeed a Pretty Mama.
Santa Bean 2003.

You used to sit on the couch and hold my hand. Now, even though you are a head taller than me, you still take my hand in the parking lot because you want to help me.

A Bean from Brazil.

Thanks for making me a Mama, Bean!
And to My Mom,
Happy Mother's Day and thanks for being MY Mom.

9 comments:

  1. Happy Mother's Day!

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  2. What a lovely tribute to that handsome son of yours! You are so blessed Shara!

    Jan

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  3. Awww---you are a great Momma Bean, a beautiful Momma bean, and your son is ever the gentleman and kind soul because he is being raised by such a generous and loving woman. Happy Mother's Day!

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  4. WOW. !
    What a tribute.

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  5. Aww that was sweet.

    The French kiss thing scared me for a minute there, LOL.

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  6. I sometimes wish we could just keep them from growing up! I guess we all have to go through it. You certainly have a special boy.

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  7. Shara, You are so sweet and thoughtful! I Love the spring package you sent me, my hubby and I love Zinnas, we are going to plant them this weekend! You made my day!!!

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  8. Love the 'Bean' shots...if you can't have a sense of humor in this life...what else...fun blog!
    sharon

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