On Sunday
evening, Aaron told Gary and I that his headphones were broken. It appeared that he was correct, so I decided
to run out to our new Goddard Wal-Mart to get him another set of
headphones. We were getting ready to be
hit with a blizzard the next day, and no way was I going to be stuck in the
house with Aaron having no headphones.
For most games and movies, he believes that he MUST be wearing his
headphones. Without them.........well,
he or I one would not survive, and I just didn't even want to go there.
We climbed
in the van, buckled up, put in just the right CD, and off we drove into the
west.........to good old Wal-Mart. Aaron
was talking about anything and everything as we rode along. My mind was pretty much on auto-pilot,
listening to Aaron talk, talk, talk and thinking of what else I needed to buy
before we were inundated with the promised snow. That's when, out of the blue as he so often does,
Aaron unexpectedly asked, "Mom? Is
it OK that Rosie and I are friends?"
So where did
this come from, I thought? I've written
several times about Aaron's special friendship with Rosie. They like each other and he is so nice to
her. That last fact is in itself a
miracle. Gary and I are happy for their
special friendship. When Aaron talks
about her like this, with no connection to our conversation, then I know it's
usually because he has some issue on his mind.
I replied,
"Yes, Aaron, it's OK that you and Rosie are friends."
He
continued, "Well.........she's a girl and I'm a boy."
Pause. And I hesitantly say,
"Yes?"..........and wonder what's next.
He asked,
"So what's the difference?"
Now I'm most
assuredly out of auto-pilot mode. My
mind is in full engagement, wondering what his last question means.
Then I very
intelligently and fearfully ask, "What do you mean?"
He answered,
"Well, does that mean I'll be doing that boyfriend/girlfriend thing?"
My relief
almost made me sag. Perhaps this wasn't
going to be such a difficult conversation after all. I assured Aaron, as we always do, that he and
Rosie can be good friends. Their special
friendship is a wonderful thing.
"So I
don't have to be that boyfriend/girlfriend thing?"
"Do you
want to be boyfriend/girlfriend, Aaron?" I asked.
"No",
he replied, "but some of the other clients tease me about it."
Once again,
I encourage him to not let the teasing bother him........to just laugh and be
nice..........and to keep being a special friend with Rosie.
By this time
we were walking in to Wal-Mart. By the
time I got a cart and turned to walk in the entrance, there stood
Aaron...........holding up a small round watermelon, with a huge grin on his
face.
"Look,
Mom!! It's a little
watermelon!!" I commented on his
delightful find, and he hurried on back to the electronics section to look for
his headphones. He didn't mention Rosie
again the rest of the night. It seemed
that his concern over whether he would be doing that boyfriend/girlfriend thing
had disappeared.
Yet I know
better. This issue is on his mind more
than we realize. That's why it keeps
coming up over and over again. He's
trying to figure out how to do the boyfriend/girlfriend thing, as he
says.....or how to BE the boyfriend/girlfriend thing. He's
venturing into unfamiliar territory, as are Gary and I. I hope we have wisdom, and I hope we remain
sensitive to Aaron's feelings. We're
very happy for him to have Rosie as a special friend.
The joy he
shows when he holds a small round watermelon, or as he did later, an oddly
shaped purple eggplant, is such fun to see.
Likewise, I want to continue to see his friendship with Rosie through
his eyes..........to know that's it's unique and valuable to him.............but
also full of questions.
I just pray
that we will have the right answers. Not
dismissive answers, but honest answers and wise answers.
But I tell
you, it sure is easier talking about watermelons and eggplants than it is to
talk about that boyfriend/girlfriend thing!
this was such a sweet posting patty. I know sometimes you need to wait but with him being a grown man the questions I'm sure you would have to probably really had listen. But I remember with Mikaela at 7 asking me about sex. And instead of listening to what her question was I went into a little small thing about the flowers and such. I was also pregnant at that time with Noah. After all of this She asked, mom, is it the m or f? glad you were listening! Lol
ReplyDeleteThat's so funny, Beth! I know - when Aaron starts down this path, we just hold our breath to see where he's going. So far, it hasn't been too difficult! Whew!
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