My son Christian and I were in a unique situation a couple of weeks ago. We appeared for different reasons in the Sunday Syracuse Post-Standard newspaper.
I was aware that the Sleeping Porch in my historic 1926 tudor revival would be profiled in the Sunday Home and Real estate section. The article by editor Pam Lundborg described why the secluded room was a favorite of mine. I was quoted as saying “my children have to scream to find me”.
I went to the local Rite Aid and bought three extra copies to send to my older children who live on their own. After removing the CNY Home section, and giving the paper a light read, I placed all the other sections in the recycling bin.
The Green Kids
Later that week, Christian informed me that teachers and students at Nottingham High School were congratulating him for his Honorable Mention in the Scholastic Art Achievement Awards. Christian’s name was in the Sunday paper in the Stars section which I had not read. And by the time I learned he was in the paper on the same day I was, it was too late. The trash had been picked up.
Of course, I went out and bought more of that Sunday paper so I could see Christian’s name in print, and I’m certain I held the record that week for the number of Sunday papers purchased by one person.
My friends had a laugh about me so consumed with my own article, that I couldn’t be bothered reading who else was in the paper, even if that someone else was my son. Mother of the Year, me.
Thankfully Christian is happy and balanced in spite of his batty mom. He may have to scream, but he eventually finds me, and he’s accustomed to the fuss made of my little successes. But it sure is satisfying to see the tide turning. In the car other day, I said I’ll have to start introducing myself as Christian Green’s mom. He smiled and said “Yeah, I used to be Maureen Green’s son”.
And then we got out of the car and I took a picture of Christian in front of the sign outside the school that read “Congratulations Christian Green, 2009 Honorable Mention Scholastic Art Awards”. At that proud moment it was finally all about him.
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