“Will you miss me every day all day long?” he asks.
“Every day, all day long,” I say.
“Will you cry a river you will miss me so much?” he asks.
“85 rivers,” I say.
“Make it 86,” he says.
“Okay,” I say, “86.”
“No. How about 87. Cry 87 rivers you will miss me so much,” he says.
“87 it is.”
“How many days will you be gone? Seven? Better cry 87 rivers a day,” he says, quickly grabbing his calculator and doing the math. “That’s 609 rivers. That’s a lot of rivers. You are really, really going to miss me.”
“Yes, I am really, really going to miss you,” I say.
“But you’re really, really ready for a break, right?”
“Really, really.”
12 comments:
Love, love, love the empathy and how he gets the "both-and" of the experience.
Totally.
P.S. I STILL need a visual on the wig flipping. Thank you very much.
He's too funny. He knows.
likes this
Enjoy your time away knowing that your reunion will be just as sweet in its time.
It's possible to cry rivers and take breaks at the same time. I sure love that boy's wisdom, and your stories.
Crying rivers with you. This missing is for the birds.
Ha ha!
Have rivers and rivers of fun, too.
:)
*sigh*
I hope you are doing okay.
i love him
gawd, i love him
I hope they are small rivers and large breaks. You deserve the break and I hope that it is everything you have been waiting for.
Love.
What a special moment. It makes my mom-heart melt. And maybe cry the first tears of what river may come.
I'm here from Deb's. Nice to meet you! Hope you're having a wonderful time at the festival.
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