I was on gym duty today, which meant picking B and his friend up from school and driving them to the gym, then picking them up and taking the friend home. This has recently evolved into the transport of an additional two female passengers, as well, and this was the first time it had affected my gym run. The silence in the car was palpable. I had been told I couldn’t gush that it was SO good to MEET them, so I asked a few basic questions (i.e., “How was school?” and “Everybody got what they need?”), and then let the silence fall. Adorable.
Back at home, B and I went our separate ways for a while, back together for dinner, and apart again until I threatened bodily harm if he didn’t get in the shower. He seemed very frightened. After his shower he pushed and prodded the dog to the side of the other chair in front of the fire and cozied down into the chair with him. We talked about his day (Me: “So, you guys were pretty quiet in the car today!” Him: “Yeah – AWKARD!”) and mine (Him: “What did you do today?” Me: “Well, my computer wouldn’t turn on for the first half of the day, so I had to get creative.”), about the Valentine’s Day cards we just bought and have to get in the mail tomorrow if we’re even going to pretend we were trying to get them to the grandparents on time, and then we studied for the bee. Tonight we reviewed the hard words from the last week: “edification” (one “d” or 2?), “sabbatical” (one “b” or 2?), “en route” and “terra-cotta” (space or hyphen?), and “abysmal” and “hyacinth” (darn those “y”s!) This is so fun for me, and he’s enjoying it, too.
We moved to his room for the chalice. There, Mythankfulboy said he was thankful that I was helping him study for the spelling bee. In a moment of quiet a few minutes later, he also said he was thankful that we had each other. “If I were on the streets, you would take care of me, and if you were on the streets, I would take care of you.” At the time, I said yes – aren’t we blessed to know that and to have each other. As I write this now, I’m reminded of a song I used to sing to him when he was a baby, the Don Williams song “If I Needed You (Would You Come to Me). When he got older, he said it was too sad. I think it’s just right. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9n2JhSYYmu8