Raising Boys

The story of Dylan and Lennon and the mom who loves them

 

Beautiful boy April 20, 2005

Filed under: Children — engkanta @ 9:04 pm
Lennon
Lennon,
originally uploaded by engkanta.

Everytime I look at him, I remember John Lennon’s song, “Beautiful Boy”.

His face, how fast it changes with his moods. Brows so thick they almost meet in the middle. Deepset eyes, brooding and mysterious. You look into them and you drown in their depths. Nose that’s just the right size in a roundish face. His mouth like a little angel’s; he’s almost impossible to resist when he wails “Mommy”.

My other son. My beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy. My Lennon.

 
 

Minus a tooth

Filed under: Children — engkanta @ 8:19 pm
Missing a tooth
Dylan,
originally uploaded by engkanta.

Dylan’s front tooth came out while he was brushing his teeth last week. Good thing that it was already summer and school was out. Or he would have flipped, for sure.

He placed his tooth under his pillow (for the tooth fairy) when he went to bed. I almost forgot to replace it with money and because I did not have any change I had to put in a twenty.

He reached under his pillow when he woke up and shouted “It worked, It worked”.

 
 

As the sky is blue

Filed under: Children — engkanta @ 7:45 pm

This blog is blue because it’s my six-year-old son Dylan’s favorite color. I’m sure though he would have preferred a lighter blue, like the sky is blue.

The other day, he followed me to the kitchen and asked me in a voice so low it was almost a whisper, “Mom, where do babies come from?”. The question really floored me, not because I was unprepared for it but because it was then I realized how fast he was growing up.

I just felt this pressing need to remember everything that he was and is so I will better understand what he will be.