Sunday, January 24, 2010
To my son, the day he turns four
You pretend to be so self-contained. Give the impression of not caring about what people think. And yet you care desperately. Your mother’s approval means more to you than anything else.
You never let up an opportunity to fight with your brother. You want everything that he has, even the things you hate. And yet, when he gets a scolding, you get more upset than him. When he is in trouble, you fly to his rescue.
Your independence exasperates me, your affection overwhelms me. I know you expect a lot from me. Darling, I hope I never let you down.