Most mornings, I chauffeur my two youngest and a friend to the middle school. Although this choice requires extra time and gas, the time together is worth the sacrifice. Many mornings, my daughter is talking to her friend. Tim usually is quiet. I’m the one to initiate conversation. We usually review the daily activities and when practice will be ending. Nothing spectacular. Just time together and time away from the negativity of the bus. I know they appreciate it.
One time last year, my son Tim did something that surprised me and warmed my heart at the same time. After shutting the door and heading his way to the school entrance, he turned and flashed me the “I love you” sign-language signal. Three fingers pointed to my heart. I’m surprised that at fourteen, Tim continues this loving ritual each day. It’s not like his attitude is different; it’s just so un-teenage-like. I love it EVERY time.
This morning, we drove to the high school at 6:45 a.m., ready for the all-day wrestling tournament. Seeing the assistant coach, age 21, and another wrestler, arrive, Tim ventured out and met up with them. I began to leave and shot a final glance in his direction. Tim was turned and zapped me with the “I love you” sign like Spiderman before he continued with his brood. My smile spread wide as I drove on. He still does it, I thought, even in front of the other guys. He may not say a lot verbally, but I’ll take a Spiderman Zap anytime.<3 It’s moments like these that a mother holds tight.
You are one very lucky mom
Makes my eyes water, he’s a special one.
Awww! Love those occasional sweet moments with my two almost grown guys!
I love this!
Another link between us my friend…guess what our family has used for years.
I know what you mean about seeing your teen hit you with it. Love it!