Preface: I’m biased. I think L is the bees’ knees. That his eyes are dreamy pools of love. That his lips look like a rose. That his nose is perfection. That he should SHOW THAT LOVELY MUG AND NOT HIDE INSIDE A HOODIE all day long.
Picked him up yesterday from school. It’s boiling hot, stifling, uncomfortable. Like me, L does not do heat well. In fact, we’re straight up heat averse. We fall apart when the mercury goes above 80 (70 for me, but who’s counting?).
L is wearing his hoodie. With hood up (must be down during the school day). He’s fussy and says, “I’m stressed.” I look at his heated cheeks and say, “if you take off your jacket, I’m pretty sure you’ll be much less stressed.”
L: “Mom, my hoodie is part of my identity. It’s who I am.”
There are moments, okay, hours, if not weeks, when I wonder if L wasn’t switched at birth.
M: “Did you make your bed?”
M: “Brush your teeth?”
M: “Sing Rihanna’s new song really loudly without knowing any of the words?”
That last one makes me wonder. Because the order in which I would do my chores would definitely start with singing. And, if I ever made my bed when I was a kid, it bore no resemblance to this tidy bit of work.
(Are the stripes of the blankets actually ALIGNING?!)
When one says, “a little off the sides” one means just that. Instead, we got a LOT off of ALL sides. Hopefully, he isn’t Samson and doesn’t lose all of his strength and wisdom. That said, I can see his face! Who knew?
(This may also mark the end of the fifth grade girls following him around, which he described as “annoying.”)
To continue, dad calls to say he’s on his way. L picks up.
L: “Dad, I need you to be very sensitive to mom. If you start to see her eyes start to water, it’s because she had a difficult day. And you really love your wife, so let’s try to be very sensitive to her.”
I documented L’s last evening as a seven year old. I took treats to his class the next day. His school has a great tradition of asking if anyone would like to share something they appreciate about the birthday kid. Some of the responses:
“L is a great friend and is always by my side when I need him.”
“L is my best friend.”
“If anyone ever needs any help, L’s there.”
“L is really, really funny.”
“I love how creative he is. He’s helping me learn to draw.”
“L taught me more than I ever knew about gas masks.” (Said by his teacher.)