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Wine glasses and Severus Snape

There is something that has been bugging me about our chalice–lighting. It began with Mythankfulboy’s decision not to sleep inside his covers, but on top of them with throw blankets as his cover.  He did this for two reasons: one, so that throw blankets were all he/we had to wash and he/we didn’t have to deal with fitted sheets (or “feta cheese”, if you believe speech–to–text), and two, so that he could move his head to the other end of the bed which was closer to all things technological.  This required his moving his fan to a stool next to the bed (near what would most people be considered the foot of the bed). This domino effect continued until there was no place for me to stand or sit anymore anywhere close to him, so I found myself pacing around uncomfortably while doing the chalice–lighting, while he was snug as a bug in a rug.  My discomfort was pushing me out the door before we really connected around the chalice.  Something had to change.

So, last night I called him into the living room to discuss a change of plan. I suggested that we re-route some of his cords and move his stuff (I believe I said “crap”) so that I could sit in the desk chair at the foot of his bed for the thankfulness ritual. I warned him this would mean I would probably reach out and stroke his hair affectionately from time to time.  He said this was all doable.

I am happy to report that the plan worked. He had so much to tell me about his day and his friends that I finally had to put my foot down and say we really needed to do the actual chalice.  He was grateful last night for wine glasses.  He had made me laugh earlier in the night by walking through the living room with apple juice in a wine glass held aloft with the wine glass stem tucked between his middle and ring finger and his hand cupping the bottom of the cup.  When I asked him what he was doing, he said he “needed a change of pace”.  I was thankful for Severus Snape and the brilliant man, Alan Rickman, who brought him to life off the pages of the Harry Potter book series.  A moment of silence fell, and, as I rose to go I told B I loved him.  He said, “Aren’t you going to stroke my hair?”

So I sat back down, with love and gratitude.

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Posted by on January 15, 2016 in Uncategorized


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This is my favorite time of year to work in the yard.  The air is crisp and clear, and there’s not a chance of getting hot.  Mythankfulboy and I spent the day, yesterday, working on the shed and chopping fire wood.  I love, love, love that kind of day.

When dark fell, there were still hours of time for other things (another winter work bonus).  We had dinner, then split up and each did some work (him homework, me office work).  Then, while I was getting things ready for today, he lost in an epic battle (apparently) in Terraria, his video game of late.  He came running to look for me to tell me that 3 days’ worth of work went down the tubes!  He knew it wasn’t a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but he was still bummed, and he asked if we could curl up together for a little while.  I played it cool and said “Sure!”

So, we lit the chalice, and did something we’ve never done before.  We sat side-by-side and played the same video game on different devices – not multiplayer, just parallel play.  We checked in on one another’s progress (we were playing 1024), B pointed out multiple mistakes I made, and we chilled.  After a while, games still going, I asked him for what he was thankful.  He said “McDonalds”, then laughed (a reference to his offering from the night before).  Then he said “I’m thankful for 1024, because we both like it and we both play it.”  I said, “Me, too”, but what I was thinking was that I was thankful to be sitting there, cozy, with him.

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Posted by on November 17, 2014 in Uncategorized


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Little things

After a lengthy, technology-induced hiatus, followed by a couldn’t-get-back-in-the-swing-of-it break, Mythankfulboy is going to try to bounce back.  During the time away, we have continued our nightly ritual of lighting a chalice and talking about things we find to be thankful for.  With the addition of B’s being able to text from his iPod, we have even sometimes done this ritual via text when we’ve been apart.  It is very centering for me, and I hope for him.

Tonight is not a particularly unique or special night, but that’s not really what it’s about.  Today, a summer Sunday, we slept late, went to dodgeball practice (B, that is — I just took him and waited), chilled over tea at a coffee shop, bought juggling paraphernalia, cleaned some house, and started watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (we’re re-watching the series this summer).  Tonight B was thankful for Harry Potter (if I had a dime for every time he’s said that over the years!) and for his “awesome bed”.  I said “You do have an awesome bed.  I know this because it used to be mine.”  He responded, “Yeah, you’re responsible for its awesomeness!”  I was thankful for a clean living room and folded clothes.

It’s the little things, sometimes.

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Posted by on July 28, 2013 in Uncategorized


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Critical in all the right ways

Been a few days since I’ve made it to the computer to post — sometimes my thankful boy and my crazy life wear me out!  In the last few nights B has been thankful for his Grampy, his momma, and Harry Potter (he’s more than half way through the last book, and announcing he’ll re-start the series next summer).  He has entered a new critical thinking stage — it’s interesting to watch him challenge what commercials try to tell him, what other kids brag about, and occasionally what I have to say.  He quickly got on board with respectful ways to challenge what has been said, because this momma’s head spun around three times the first time he flat out told her she was wrong.  I don’t mind his challenging my beliefs and rules, but he WILL do it politely!  Last night was back-to-school night, and I think his fourth grade teacher is going to be good for him both in terms of critical thinking and exploration.  I told him I was thankful for his new teacher, and he said “Oh, me too!  She’s really energetic, she’s got great stuff to keep kids’ attention, and she’s very prepared!”  “Really?  Prepared?” I asked, bemused.  “Yeah” he replies, “She’s got a $200 stapler!”.  I don’t know what that has to do with anything, but it certainly impressed him!

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Posted by on September 7, 2011 in Uncategorized


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All things magic

Tonight we read in front of the fire with a storm blowing outside, B reading Harry Potter: The Half-Blood Prince, and me reading Eragon, under the auspice of making sure it was okay for him to read (it was a secret pleasure, though).  Before going off to bed, B curled up in my lap for a moment.  Tonight he was thankful for Harry Potter, magic, books, and bookmarks. Aloud I was thankful for fires in fireplaces.  In my heart I was thankful for the magic of children who are not yet too big to sit in their momma’s laps.

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Posted by on March 11, 2011 in Uncategorized


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