The GFYO says "I forgot to tell you."
Tell me what, I say? I am so angry at him I can feel it in my hurting hands.
(Earlier, he jumped his angry body into me, head first, and met me too high, kinda sucked the air out. He is big, like a little bull racing and I pay the price.)
I take a breath.
He tilts his head up to see my face and I get to look down and see him as he is in this moment: his giant body so small and so confused with his whole regret. I know what he feels.
"I forgot to tell you," he says, tears coming, and I hug him, my deep sweet boy.
"I forgot to tell you," he says and his dimpled chin rises to mine and he says,
"Thanks for letting me stay up."
6commentsBrilliant Person Wrote...
No lie, Picket, we just went through that exact same thing. Except I thought Studley might have broken my nose.
They are very sweet, inside that huge whirl of clumsy.
Been there...little boy head meets Mom's cheekbone. It was an impressive black eye.
I had a moment last night, putting the Wonderboy to bed. I didn't get injured, but I've been sick for a week, so cranky and frustrated by everything he does. But when we were lying there in the dark, I had a moment that took my breath away, loving him so much.
Even when that sippy cup breaks your nose, those tired, frustrated thank you tears break your heart. What a sweet, sweet boy.
And so many would have stayed angry with him...
I'm so glad it's you Mizz Picket.
Sweet boy. Sometimes I wish I woulda had one of those.
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