Yesterday you and I were playing a game with plastic easter eggs. you cracked one open and whooshed as something exploded out of it. My task was to guess what exploded.
a fountain? was my first guess
no
a geyser? second guess
no
what is it? i asked, out of ideas
LLAMA!
Llama?
Yes! The llama that comes out of the bolcano!
I tried to explain that you may mean lava and not llama, but you would hear none of it, and was trying valiantly to muffle laughter.
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A few days ago, on a rare quiet evening you and I were making mixed up chip cookies, when you commented, as nonchalantly commenting on the weather, that you kissed Ben at school today.
I picked up this comment, inspected it mentally, pretending you had just said something as blase as you had broccoli for lunch, and replied, Really? Where did you kiss him?
All over, again so unemotionally attached that you could be commenting on the weather.
Did you kiss him here? I replied, pointing at your nose, or here? Pointing at your stomach.
I kissed him ALL OVER! you said with amusement. Like this, you said, and kissed the air in front of my face a dozen times with your daddy's trademark air kisses. AND THEN I grabbed the back of his shirt and chased him around the playground.
What could I say to that? I just thanked those on duty upstairs that you would tell me this, and hope it's planting good seeds for when you're a teenager.
love,
Mommy
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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