C Is For Cookie, And That's Good Enough For Me

Thursday, December 25, 2008

We've been watching a lot of Sesame Street lately. Lil' Blue was first introduced to the show via that ubiquitous red Muppet Elmo. However, she's branched out into other characters, and her current favorite is Cookie Monster. Toddlers, as you know, learn by repetition - and so I've gotten to watch a lot of Cookie Monster. I assume his appeal lies in his floppy fuzzy body that resembles nothing more than a big blanky, and his silly voice and big googly eyes. But as we watch Cookie Monster over and over and over, I've found him appealing to me as well. Because Cookie Monster, more than anything else, lives in the moment. When he sings "C is for cookie, that's good enough for me", his entire world encompasses the giant cookie in his hand. Past cookies are gone, future cookies irrelevant and unknown. That cookie truly is good enough. Cookie Monster is zen.

As we celebrate our second Christmas with Lil Blue, I've had a chance to think about how much she's grown just in the last year. Last Christmas, every picture of her is from the same vantage point: straight down, as she laid on a blanket because she couldn't yet sit up. In just one short year, that baby lying prone on a blanket is a big kid who can walk, run and jump. She can chatter constantly and knows her animals, colors, and even a few numbers. The baby that barely ate solid foods a year ago now can get her own snacks and request particular types of crackers or juice. Everything is impermanent. Dinosaurs that ruled the earth are now dust below the ground. Our lives are infinitely shorter. I can't slow her growth, and I wouldn't want to. But what I can do is be fully present in each moment, and to appreciate the short time we do have together. Happy holidays, everyone!

Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.

Posted by oballard at 12:28 PM  
Headless Mom said...

Merry Christmas! Time does go so fast-every stage feels like forever when you're in it but then, POOF! it's over and you're inexplicably on to the next. Like, how exactly is it that my first born is 9?

Blink of an eye.

December 25, 2008 at 10:55 PM  
Mark Hoobler said...

"I assume his appeal lies in his floppy fuzzy body that resembles nothing more than a big blanky, and his silly voice and big googly eyes."

My appeal, such as it is, lies therein as well...

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to you and yours!

December 27, 2008 at 4:14 PM  
sweetpea85 said...

i too am a sucker for googly eyes :)

December 29, 2008 at 9:02 AM  
Laura said...

You should write the Tao of Cookie Monster.

I hope you had a great Christmas!

December 30, 2008 at 9:08 PM  
~m said...

Cookies. What's not to love about that?

December 31, 2008 at 8:54 PM  

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