‘A face without freckles is like the night sky without stars.’ My ten-year-old quotes his nana. His endearing face could light the darkest sky. He is the little man of the house and has been my sidekick since the day the nurse placed him in my arms. They (the nurses) tried to take him to the nursery so I could sleep after he was born, but I wouldn’t let them. The biggest brother, the protector. Captain instigator and a true wise guy. His sarcasm rivals that of many adults. A high honor student, an artist and an amazing athlete. He is independent beyond his years. We are very proud of him. The other day, I was especially so.
I asked him why he didn’t write a Christmas list this year. He said “Nah, I don’t know. I guess because I don’t really need anything.”
I said “Well maybe not, but isn’t there anything you’d really like Santa to bring you?”
He said “Yeah, I’d really like another iPod. But I know he won’t bring me one because I lost one and the other one I broke. Maybe next year.”
I just nodded and said “Well, you never know. Sometimes when Santa sees that you understand the responsibilities of having things like that, he makes an exception.”
He responded with a shrug and said “It’s okay. I understand.”
I then said “I hope you’re not too disappointed with what Mom and Dad got you this year.”
He said “Mom… I get it. It’s really okay. I don’t need a thousand presents under the tree. You have three other children to buy for. I’m sure I’ll be more than happy with whatever I get.”
I know he’ll be more than happy. But I was so proud to hear his sweet and mature response. I wanted to write it down so I never forget it. Also, I wanted to share it with you. I thought it was a nice perspective for an almost eleven year old.