The pediatric dentist gives balloons to all the kids, and back when Zack was very little, I told him that if he made a wish and let the balloon go, when the balloon traveled a while and popped, his wish would rain down. This originally started not because I'm a cool mom, but a mom who was tired of chasing down half-deflated balloons and also appreciated being able to drive without being beaned in the back of the head with said balloon.
I love that even at eleven, he's still very much my sweet little boy, the kidlet who I used to be able to carry. In so many ways, he's mature beyond his years, but in others...still innocent and wide-eyed (may he never lose that). Instead of turning down the balloon as too babyish, he took it.
When we went outside, I asked if he was going to make a wish. He asked if it was OK to say it out loud and I said yes, I didn't believe in the superstition of not telling.
He used to wish for what you'd expect from a little boy ... Lego, Hot Wheels, pizza.
But not today.
|by Leslie Sophia Lindell|
Today he said, "I wish my mom would get better REALLY SOON!". Then he tossed his orange balloon into the winter sky and hugged me as we watched....
My heart is full today.
Lori Anderson creates jewelry and bead kits as well as collaborative mixed media art with her son, Zack. Visit her shops by clicking on the right side bar of this blog (please and thank you!). She is also the creator of the Bead Soup Blog Party® and author of the book "Bead Soup" via Kalmbach Publishing.