I just asked Calvin what the best part & worst part of his birthday was. I have never asked him anything like this before & I wasn't sure that he would respond appropriately or at all. He's really good at deflecting. He says "what?" with a big smile on his face when he's avoiding a question. He rocked me with his response.
"Best a-part mine a-cake. What a-you best a-part?" (Calvinese has an Italian flair.) What?! Are you serious. You repeated the appropriate part of the question & responded AND then asked me. This kid is so sensitive. Love him! I let him know that my favorite part was singing Happy Birthday to him. He was not a fan of the singing. (That's secretly my least favorite part of birthdays, but I surely tortured him with it today).
I was leading him with my best part - teasing because I thought the worst part would surely be the singing. Shocked again! He then told me that the worst part was...the bad dream he had last night. He told G-Pop & I about it earlier today & recounted his dream. We were in a different house, mommy died & turned into a monster. Yikes! Oh Calvin. You're so serious. So thoughtful. So smart. I love you. Odd that he seemed more focused on his concern that we were living in a different house than the dying & monster part. We have a goofy perspective. That surely transfers into his dreams. Good coping, Cal. Talk about what's bothering you & balance it with something great. Cake trumps Mommy Monsters for sure.
I'm going to do my best to ask Cal about the best & worst part of his day as many days as I can. He has the most wonderful way of making me feel like a great momma and giving me clues on how to be even better. Like - I should not make us live in different house, die or turn into a monster. And I made the great decision to order a cake from Alexis for his birthday party.
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