Day 101
A bonus of this year-long
experiment is the unexpected kindnesses that my boys continue to show to one
another.
I don’t want to give the
impression that they’re angels.
They’re brothers. All
parents know that there’s no one more fun to torment than someone who shares
your DNA.
Which is why what A. did
tonight surprised me.
After a bath or shower, each
of my boys needs to drop his dirty clothes down the chute in our master
bathroom.
Ian drags his feet and
complains. Always. As our “easy” child, I don’t understand
why. (Having admitted that he’s an
easy child, I’ve guaranteed he’ll grow into a full-fledged hellion in high
school.)
“Clothes. Chute.” I really should loop this on a recorder to save my
voice.
“But…” and it starts.
I read an article once that
talked about how people expended all their positive energy with friends and
strangers. When it came to
interacting with their families, their reserves were empty. Shouldn’t the people you love the most
get the best parts of you?
Without prompting, A. gathers
up his and I.’s clothes.
“What are you doing?” Usually the boys don’t do any extra
chore unless money changes hands.
“I’m putting the clothes down
the chute.”
“You’re taking I.’s,
too?”
He nods.
“Why?” I expect some explanation involving a
back-room deal.
“Because I know he doesn’t
like to.”
Our kids never cease to
surprise us, do they?
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