“Maddox name a body part” I asked in regards to a Mad Libs story.
“The soul.” He answered without hesitation.
Ganesha. Luke Skywalker. Pikachu. Papa. Daddy. These are his gods. His highest standards of spirituality. He radiates these things from his core. You can smell Star Wars in his hair and you can feel Pokemon in his heavy little man footsteps. His fingers tap a tune his Daddy taught him. His mouth articulates stories seeded by his Papa. And every night Ganesha is the tucking of bed sheets keeping his chin up and helping to overcome his nightly obstacles.
He is boy. In all that he says and all that he does. I strive to encourage him to find his own and to walk to the beat of his own drum. I don’t think he knows any other way.
Now as I sit here I listen to the deep spiritual sharing of these parts of his body, his soul, with his younger brother I can hear the trust in his voice and I can sense the ernest sucking in of information from his younger brother. This is daily. This is love. Their communing may only be one sided for now. With time his younger brother will share his faith in his tiny world with an even younger brother who is yet to come.
“Maddox name a body part” I asked in regards to a Mad Libs story.
“The soul.” He answered without hesitation.
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