This afternoon Tristan, my youngest, woke terribly out of sorts, all floppy and snuggly, hair sticking up like a sadistic cow had been licking him. I rolled him up in his blanket and sat cross-legged with him on the floor. He curled into a ball and laid his head on my chest and heaved a big sigh. Aaah.
My oldest came over and was being tender with him too instead of the usual assault and battery they exchange. He'd caress his arm, his face, helped tuck him in and coo to him. He got the photo album and showed him both their baby pictures and told him about when he was born. Tristan smiled happily, sleepily.
At the end of the photo album he was out of stories to tell, so Julius decided to discuss an educational topic.
"Tristan, do you know what is under your skin??"
I blinked, not sure what was coming next.
"Meat! Under your skin is your meat!"
A little snuggling, a little Anatomy 101. Can't beat it.
[art credit: Jason Freeny, Moist Production. Awesome artist!!]
Ah, meat. You may have read this post of mine on the subject.
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Okay, that's weird. Is that some collective unconscious thing that kids do?
ReplyDeleteAlthough, I suppose it makes sense if they know we are eating cow meat that it makes sense that humans are made of meat too. Technically, we are meat... except it's a little bit creepy to think of it that way.
Wow, I might have just creeped myself out enough to be a vegetarian.
Aw! How sweet! I have two boys as well. It is a wild and gross ride, lol.
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, definitely gross, but I love it. I can't even imagine what it's like to have a girl!
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