Mondays are sometimes difficult for my little guy. Especially after a weekend loaded with fun and frolic. We had my 7 year old nephew over this weekend, while his sisters and mother spent the weekend unpacking and moving in to their new place. We’re all so happy to have them back in our neck of the woods. Now we can resume our fabulous Sunday family dinner get-togethers, and better yet, the boys can have some boy time together. We shall be having many play dates in the months ahead.
Superman is the hero of the season around these parts. My little man’s super hero senses can detect anything with the Superman emblem from yards and yards away. To don the emblem is to become the superhero. So when I insist that it’s time to put on a clean shirt, in order to wash the Superman shirt that has been worn a full day and night (why not sleep in it, if it’s soft and warm, and works just fine for jammies, and yes, that means he didn’t have a bath last night) –let’s just say there are tears of dissension.
I remember when my niece was his age. She had the most awful pink synthetic nightie with a Cinderella decal ironed on the front. She wore that nightie until it was nothing but tatters, because when she wore it, she was a princess. It’s marketing genius on Disney’s part, but why can’t they make these things less tacky? It could be the coldest winter day, but she’d insist on wearing that whisper of a nightie.
The act of being. To don the emblem is to become the hero or the princess. Maybe becoming a first time mother at the tender age of forty (shy two months, but who’s counting) gave me a bit more wisdom, because we have both heavyweight and lightweight superhero-emblazoned pajamas in this house. We’re prepared for all seasons.
It’s so heart-wrenching, on a rainy Monday as today, to explain through his tears that his cousin is at his own house now. To explain that it’s time for me to go to work, and time for him to go to daycare. And again, once we arrive at the daycare, through a new flood of tears, that it’s time to say goodbye.
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.
