week fourteen - 6/10/11
Today was the last me and Elliot alone day for these school holidays. We didn't do much, and we didn't do any of the things we had planned to do, except for the grocery shopping. Booooooring.
He is a homebody, happy to stay home and entertain himself making books about football, or playing footy in the yard. If it's raining he'll play inside, he doesn't care. He is my thinker, such a smart kid and destined for greatness.
He makes me laugh, with his sticky-outy hair, gappy teeth and chicken arms. He has the wit of his father... which isn't always appreciated by his mother (but always gets a laugh from dad). He makes me cry with his deep sullen stares when he is hurt or frightened. I hate being on the receiving end of those stares, and unfortunately I've deserved more than I've received. He is kind beyond measure, and accepts mummy's failings, which makes me cry and love him even more. He makes me books and cards about what we'll do together when I'm feeling well.
Today when I was shopping, I held him close and let myself be soothed by this wonderful young human, his beating heart and tremendous spirit. I don't know what I did in a past life to deserve him in this one.
I don't know what the world did to deserve Elliot - but everyone who knows that lil' bugger is a blessed person on this crazy planet... Big love to the E-man, he is one of a kind. LS
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