I think it’s over.
I am bummed.
But I try to keep my chin up, spin the positive and move forward. Move on. Change is inevitable. And constant. The ebb and flow of a life lived. And despite the finality some change brings, life will certainly move on. And I’ll be there with it.
“I want to read this book!” Zander emphatically stated his position to Maura. “How do you read?”
“Well, Zander. You have to sound out the letters and put them together. Ask your brother Zane how he learned to read.”
“Zane, how did you read?” he asked in his most innocent little boy voice.
“Uhm. Well.. you just…”
The boy sings constantly.
Zander.
He sings Incessantly. Little tunes he makes up in his head or a phrase he might pick up from a song on the radio that he puts on an endless loop. He’ll sing, content in his own little world, completely oblivious to what’s going on around him . Often times he will sing as he’s engaged in other activities completely unaware that he’s doing it.
It’s an endearing trait. When it’s not totally grating on my nerves, that is. But mostly, it’s endearing.
This afternoon as I was straightening up in the living room Zander entered singing one of his little songs. I couldn’t quite make out what he was singing — nothing unusual — but the tune was catchy. This one was a bit different though as it seemed a tad forced and he kept stopping and starting over again.
He let out an exasperated little huff and I asked, “What’s wrong, Buddy?”
“I can’t sing it in Spanish,” he replied the frustration clear in his voice.
“Zander,” I said. “You don’t know Spanish!”
“Oh…,” he said his eyes opening wide with the realization. “That’s why!”
The lifeguard at the pool shared with me a very interesting conversation that she had recently held with Zander. Seems Zander struck up the conversation after noticing her shiny new engagement ring.
Zander: Ooh, that’s a pretty ring!
LG: Thank you, Zander.
Zander: Does that mean you’re getting married?
LG: Yes I am.
Zander: My mom and dad got married. My dad gave my mom a ring. Then my mom gave my dad a ring. Then they kissed.
LG: Really!
Zander: Yeah, and when they kissed my egg wiggled. And here I am!
From the mouths of babes.
“So Zia, what’s this I hear about you kissing a boy at school today?”
“I didn’t kiss him!!”
“So what’s the story?”
“Well, I was helping Sam with his work and he said, ‘I should give you a kiss’
and I was like, ‘EWW, NO WAY!!’
and then he was like, ‘HOSEA!!’”
“Then what happened?”
“Then we started laughing and the whole class was staring at us and we got embarrassed.”
“Well, it’s a good thing you didn’t kiss him because you’re too young to get married.”
“I wasn’t going to marry him!”
“Well if you kiss him then you have to get married.”
“Dad!! That’s not right. You kiss Mommy.”
“Yeah, and look at us — we’re married!”
“Oh. (pausing)
That was a close one.”
