“Children make your life important.” -Erma Bombeck
I am a Mother of three.
Marilyn-my very creative, independent, nocturnal, teenage daughter who is 15 Maggie-my spirited, verbose, princess who is 3,
Noah-my easygoing, social, happy ten month old with an infectious laugh
Why Chameleon Mom?
Well I do adore chameleons however, chameleons and children are not a good mix therefore I no longer have any chameleons of my own. They are notoriously difficult to care for and are much too frail for children.
Chameleons are famous for their ability to change color. However, they do not change color to match what they are sitting on. This is a bizarre myth touted as fact. My daughter actually got a Happy Meal from McDonalds that had this myth printed on the happy meal box as a chameleon fact! Chameleons do not really change color to match their surroundings, and they cannot change to any and all colors. For example, if a chameleon is sitting on a red-and-white striped tablecloth, it will not turn red and develop white stripes!
In actuality nerve impulses and hormone changes cause the color cells beneath the chameleons skin layers to expand or shrink, this creates the colors and patterns that we see. Chameleons change colors and patterns as a form of communication, and in response to temperature, light, and mood.
The transience of their moods are reflected in their appearance.
Some days I feel like I am the BEST Mother in the world. I feel like I have got it down and I am positively radiant.
Sometimes that radiance is as transient as the leaves on a cherry blossom tree and I wonder if I will ever get it right, and hope no one ( especially not my own child) actually nominates me as the worst Mother of the year!
Mothers should have eyes like a chameleon, just a little less googly (we wouldn’t want people to stare). I think it would make life much easier. The eyes of a chameleon can rotate and swivel independently, enabling them to see almost a complete 360-degrees or observe two things simultaneously. If I had eyes like a chameleon, Noah would not have eaten some grass yesterday when I was trying to help Maggie fasten her shoe.
“There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child” – Erma Bombeck
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