So something happened today that B and I viewed rather differently. Matthew got his first medal. I did not know he’d be getting a medal today at the gym – but he did, and it was cute, and thank God my friend was there with a camera! It was absolutely adorable, but I didn’t think it was that huge of a deal.
So there we were at dinner tonight (I insist that we go out at least once a week for a nice dinner so that Matthew keeps his manners!), and I tell B, “oh, hey, Matthew got a medal today at the Litt.le Gym.” He stopped eating and looked up at me with a stunned look, and asked, “what for?” I explained that next week is his last class as a Little Bug so they decided to give them medals like they do with the big kids. I just kept eating my dinner, not making a big deal of it. B asked, “so if he’s not a Bug anymore, what will he be?” “A Little Bird,” I replied without looking up. There was some silence so I looked up and he had this look on his face that I can’t really describe. He said he wished he could have been there, and I assured him that I did not know that this was happening this week (I really didn’t. The other mother knew because her other kids go there and they told her about it earlier this week. That’s why she had her camera.). With that, he turned to Matthew and promised to never miss another event in his life.
How sweet is that?