My husband and I are bicentennial babies, and because we share that auspicious birth year, we grew up in the 1980’s. We’ve got the same frames of reference, including certain performers (Cyndi Lauper, Michael Jackson), certain pop culture references (the original Smurfs, leg warmers), and certain TV shows (The Facts of Life, The Cosby Show).
We also both vaguely remember another show, Silver Spoons. While we can’t recall all the details, it’s the title song that remains fixed in our memory.
“Here we are, face to face
A couple of Silver Spoons.
Hopin’ to find, we’re two of a kind
Making a go, making it grow.
In many ways, the song fits. We are trying to make our life together “a go,” trying to be the best parents we can be so our son grows and thrives.
But, we’re certainly not silver spoons. Neither one of us comes from a wealthy family. Our courtship days involved “bargain dates” - a frozen yogurt and a walk in the park, Taco Bell dinners, Top Ramen “meals.”
We decided we’re “sporks.” You know, the plastic utensils distributed at fast-food restaurants, the ones that are a spoon and fork combination. For us, we’ve always been most concerned with being together - where we were and what we were doing were extra details to be worked out. As “sporks,” we know how to improvise - to have a movie date that involves watching a favorite DVD in short intervals over several nights or eating fast food by candlelight.
Sporks have been around for over one hundred years. Sporks are manufactured in all different materials, including plastic and stainless steel. A spork is capable of doing more than one job - it can serve as a fork or a spoon. As working parents, we’re very familiar with fulfilling more than one duty at a time.
We’re doing the best we can, together. Some days, easier and smoother than others. But we’re getting through them.
Of course we will. We’re sporks after all.