Lennon’s Day

Today was a Lennon day. He and his daddy invited me out to lunch at MacDonald’s. The older woman who is their table washer asked him his name and I noticed he began signing, L, E, N... He is not supposed to talk to strangers and this was his way of putting her off while he looked at us out of the corner of his eye for help.

We went to the store next. I pushed the cart and followed them down the first aisle as both father and son leaped from black triangle to black triangle with slightly less grace than Baryshnikov and all the glee of two four year olds. I might have been embarrassed, but every single soul looking at them smiled so warmly I realized how uptight I can be. Their joy was infectious.

Later, looking at the curly haired little moppet draped over the front of my cart, I thought how absolutely exquisite he is. He is well behaved, totally uninhibited and at this point in his life cannot imagine a world not based on love, logic and imagination. He is still a beautiful free spirit.

As we left the store an elderly man came up and reached for him, saying, “Can I just take you home?” Lennon immediately backed up and shouted, “No!” My first impulse was to correct him and tell him to be polite, but my son jumped right in and as we continued across the parking lot, said, “Good job, Lennon. Now what would you have done if he had picked you up and tried to walk away?”

Lennon didn’t bat an eye. “I would have shouted you’re not my daddy and poked his eyes out!” It’s a whole new world. (Poking his eyes out was Lennon’s idea.)

Later, after Daddy went to work, Lennon and I went hunting for old flower pots and repotted my spider plant so he can have one in his room. By the time Spidey was tucked snuggly into a new pot, we had dirt from one end of my kitchen to the other and I sent Lennon into the bathroom to wash his hands and play in the water while I cleaned it up.

A few moments later I heard him singing along with our musical frog and it brought tears to my eyes. He is beginning to find his voice. I could hear a sweet high soprano voice singing “What A Wonderful World” along with Louis Armstrong.

Afterwards he cut out three circles all by himself, glued them to orange paper, his favorite, and made a snowman! A great way to strengthen his small muscle skills and the end of a perfect day! Just as we finished, Mommy came home from work and carried Lennon and Spidey and the picture upstairs until tomorrow.