He was mine.
He was mine just a few years ago. When he woke up I was the first person he wanted to see.
"That's because you knew how to turn on the VCR." he says.
He was mine, when he came to wake me up & I scooped him up & brought him under the covers with me - til finally he had enough & ran off to play with his train.
He was mine - just a few years ago. He looked at me as if every word I spouted held the secret of the universe. Now he hears me talk (I know he does), but he takes it in & filters my words - casting aside some & taking some to heart. I do not know what percentages these might be.
It is autumn. He is like the leaves, struggling to be free. Time to fly. Time to fall. It is his time. His time to go.
But before all that, he was mine. & without me - well...
he would not have been able to turn on the VCR. Without him - well...I would not have held the secret of the universe.
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Odds & Ends
Son standing in kitchen with hand in pants.
"Son, have you lost something in there? Shall I hand you a magnifying glass?"
"MOM!"
"Son, go to the laundry room & pick up your pile of clean clothes & put them away while you are cleaning your room."
"O-ka-a-ay."
Later...
"I see you are almost finished cleaning your room. Take your dirty clothes down to the laundry & don't forget to pick up the clean ones."
"All right."
Later...
"Gee - look at this nice pile of clothes waiting to be taken to your room!"
"I will!"
Later...
"Where are you going?"
"Papa wants me to do some work outside."
"Did you put your clothes away?"
"Yes."
"The ones that are still on top of the dryer?"
"What?! You never said to get those!"
Riding in the car with my son driving:
"Always look far ahead of you so you can see what the traffic is doing."
"I do."
"See - that car in front of us is slowing down."
"I see it."
"Well, you must do more than SEE it, SLOW DOWN! Look - he's stopping!"
"I know."
"Well, put your foot on the break."
"It is!"
"HARDER! Don't you see he's stopped?"
Finally slams down the break inches away from the stopped car.
"What are you thinking?"
"Well, papa gets mad if I break too hard."
"Son, have you lost something in there? Shall I hand you a magnifying glass?"
"MOM!"
"Son, go to the laundry room & pick up your pile of clean clothes & put them away while you are cleaning your room."
"O-ka-a-ay."
Later...
"I see you are almost finished cleaning your room. Take your dirty clothes down to the laundry & don't forget to pick up the clean ones."
"All right."
Later...
"Gee - look at this nice pile of clothes waiting to be taken to your room!"
"I will!"
Later...
"Where are you going?"
"Papa wants me to do some work outside."
"Did you put your clothes away?"
"Yes."
"The ones that are still on top of the dryer?"
"What?! You never said to get those!"
Riding in the car with my son driving:
"Always look far ahead of you so you can see what the traffic is doing."
"I do."
"See - that car in front of us is slowing down."
"I see it."
"Well, you must do more than SEE it, SLOW DOWN! Look - he's stopping!"
"I know."
"Well, put your foot on the break."
"It is!"
"HARDER! Don't you see he's stopped?"
Finally slams down the break inches away from the stopped car.
"What are you thinking?"
"Well, papa gets mad if I break too hard."
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