The Gate

by anna on May 26, 2010

the gate

“Hi, Mama!”
“Hi, buddy!”
“I have a ‘uprise for you. Inside.”
“You do? Cool!”
“Uh, Anna?”
“Yeah?”
“He had . . . he wasn’t really . . . himself today. He kept saying that he wanted to go to the toy store. That he wanted you, and that he wanted you to come back.”
“Oh no. Really?”
“Mama!”
“Yes.”
“Oh.”
“He took the family picture of you guys with him to nap time.”
“Oh no!”
“It wasn’t constant.”
“Oh dear.”
“Just, on and off. We couldn’t figure it out.”
“See, Mama? Is for you.”

“Wow, thank you buddy! Did you draw this for me?”
“Yes. It’s a gate.”
“It’s a gate?”
“Yes, a gate.”
“Like that gate, buddy? The one where I come when I’m going to pick you up?”
the gate
“Yeah, mama, like that gate.”
“I missed you today, buddy. Did you miss me?”
“Mommy, I want to go get my milk.”
“OK, you go get your milk, and I’ll sign you out, OK?”
“OK.”
to mama

+++++++++

“So, today, buddy, maybe you can draw a picture of when you ride bikes with your friend, Jackson, or something, OK?”
“No, Mama.”
“Why not?”
“‘acause.”
“Because why?”
“‘acause I draw crying.”
“Because you’re going to be crying?”
“No! I not going to cry! I not going to be crying!”
“Oh, good. Why would you draw crying, then?”
“”acause I draw you. I draw Mama.”
“You’re going to draw me?”
“Yeah, I draw Mama. ‘Acause I draw Mama crying.”
“But why am I going to be crying, buddy?”
“‘Acause you going miss me, Mama.”
“Ohh. You’re right. I am going to miss you, Buddy.”

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{ 16 comments }

Kerry May 26, 2010 at 5:01 am

Ooof.

anna May 26, 2010 at 9:12 am

Yeah. What am I going to do once this kid is like 16, and really well-versed in the art of emotional manipulation? This is just his hardwired natural gift we are dealing with here, at age 3.

beth aka confusedhomemaker May 26, 2010 at 5:35 am

Sucker punch to the gut. My kids have done the same. Makes you want to hug them & well, cry.

anna May 26, 2010 at 9:13 am

Mr. Right-Click seemed to be rather proud of him for this. Bastid.

jonniker May 26, 2010 at 5:59 am

Oh MAN. Little buddy. So sweet and sad and … oof.

anna May 26, 2010 at 9:13 am

Yeah. Just wait, you, until yours really starts talking.

patois May 26, 2010 at 6:48 am

“‘Acause you going miss me, Mama.”

He has no idea how much.

anna May 26, 2010 at 9:14 am

Until he has his own kids, I suppose.

Alias Mother May 26, 2010 at 7:13 am

Jaysus. Low blow here. Where’s the internet bile? Where did it go, dammit? I cannot handle these emotion thingies.

anna May 26, 2010 at 9:14 am

You have to keep them guessing, see.

Liam O'Malley May 26, 2010 at 8:48 am

Ugh, melt. Love the drawings. That was too much.

anna May 26, 2010 at 9:15 am

I know. And the teachers just had to add the captions for me, in case I didn’t get the narration.

carolyn May 26, 2010 at 8:54 am

OMG — over the top heartbreaker, that one. (I have one too. Nothing beats little boys. Nothing.)

anna May 26, 2010 at 9:15 am

I have to imagine the dynamic is different with the little girl. Equally sweet but different, yes.

Michele May 26, 2010 at 11:18 am

To the heart.

beta dad May 26, 2010 at 11:23 am

One of my 11-month old twins just figured out how to balance while standing just long enough to throw herself at Mom when she is trying to leave for work. I’m sure it will be worse when they start talking.

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