"Mom, here's your present. Read the card first.""Oh, Aidan. Did you make it?" I ask.
"Nah, but it's funny," Aidan says.
So I pluck the card off the top of the present and I open it.
It's one of my cards... that I made.
I look at him sideways.
Certainly he knows I made it?
"Read it, Mom!" he insists.
"I must say you look fabulous." I read it,
and then I open it to the inside.
"And on my birthday you must tell me I look fabulous."
He laughs and laughs, and so I laugh.
At him.
Finally he breaks off, "Funny, Huh, Mom?"
Yeah Aidan. Funny. On so many levels.
And I get the feeling
that he and I will split the lemonheads
that I bought
for him
to give me
as my present.
That's my Reality and Sometimes It Bites. And When It Does, I Write.
9/10/10
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