We found him in the living room sitting on the couch. His head bowed and his entire body slumped as if pulled by a heavy weight.
“Bae, what’s the matter?” I asked.
I was super concerned. He was fine just a minute ago and I didn’t have a clue what was up. And I was about to send him home with his father. I didn’t want him to leave my house feeling sad (especially when I didn’t know why).
He looked up at me, his eyes glassy with tears that were beginning to well up, “I thought it was going to snow. Where’s the snow?”
He bowed his head again and started rubbing his eyes. I looked over at his dad, and I know my eyes must have been about as wide as my grin. We had just been looking at a weather app on his phone commenting on how ironic it was that our area was caught in the no-snow zone. Just a pocket of nothingness, when the radar showed activity all around us. I even expressed frustration over the idea that the day might have been turned upside down for no reason. I love my kid, but I hate interrupting my workday for an early release from school when there’s not even a drop of precipitation of any kind on the ground.
I didn’t realize the kid was paying attention.
And it serves me right. I need to remember that he observes and absorbs more than I think.
I bent down on one knee, caressed his cheek and lifted his little face ever so gently so that he could look at me. There were definitely tears threatening to spill over at this point.
And Lord forgive me, I couldn’t help myself: I chortled.
But I managed to get out gently, “Bae, that’s just the weather right now. There’s a whole afternoon and night of weather ahead. And they keep saying that there’s going to be snow. So, let’s hope for the best, okay?”
“Okay,” he managed to get out, all the while rubbing at his eyes.
I put my down-to-business, no-nonsense mommy voice back into play, “Get your coat. You’re gonna need. It’s gonna be cold, right? Snow needs cold temperatures.”
He followed my train of thought, as I hoped he would, and switched gears. I would even say that he put his coat on cheerfully as he left with his dad.
Now that’s how I like my kid to leave. With a smile on his face.