Friday, April 12, 2013
The whole family gathered to view his piece of writing genious.
"I like spring becasue it is warm."
"I like spring because I can play baseball and celebrate Easter."
"I like spring because my brother's birthdays are in spring."
"I like spring because I can go hiking with my dad and my brothers."
"I like sprin...."
Wait what? You go hiking with your dad and your brothers? My heart sank. Wasn't someone missing from that piece of writing? To be ommitted stung, yet I shrugged it off, it was probably just a simple oversight.
We took home a giant stack of Zachary's work and I started reviewing it with him this morning. Spelling tests, book reports, math assignments and more essays.
The next essay was about winter.
"I like winter because of the snow."
"I was born in Colorado and it snows there."
"I made snowballs in Colorado."
"I would build snowmen and kick down icicles with my dad."
There it was again. With my dad. No mention of mom. Had he forgotten when I took them sledding at my father's Christmas party? Had he forgotten how I took him to music classes every friday for three years? How I planned each of his birthday parties? Where was mom in this picture? Where?
So I asked him. He quickly apologized and I could tell he felt badly. I told him it was fine and I went up to take my shower...wounded.
He has always been a daddy's boy. Always, save a few brief moments as a baby. I have to work harder.
So Saturday afternoon, I am taking my eldest son for a hike. Just the two of us. No brothers, no daddy. Quality MOMMY time.
I don't want to be just a carrot any more.