and of course, he is lit up with what looks like insane glee.... i drag him over to the costumes, show him the robin hood, knight in shining armor, anything...and he's just not buying into it... i looked at the prices and announced, we will make something, lets go...
then...to my own halloween horror, there she is, the principal. my heart jumps to the roof, and starts that fast beating, once again... i smile and make small talk - eli has run back to the bin of killer objects... i roll my eyes and tell her that this year he wants to be something scary. she is watching him pull out the killer objects in his insane glee.... she states (you know she's a principal, and so everything is STATED, and never just said), "it's a shame when they want to start dressing in those costumes." if i could have, i would've melted before her eyes just as the wicked witch had done...leaving just a puddle of the unfit mother that i must be, then she would take eli into her own home and dress him like a good mother would...
afterwards...and after having to nearly wrestle and drag eli from the killers tools we were on our way. i looked down at the both of us, what a mess i thought, we both look like 2 homeless people walking through the store...why didn't i wash my hair and fix it up...and weren't these the pants that i grabbed off the chair and threw on, the ones she probably saw me wearing yesterday...why did i let him wear that shirt, and why is he wearing shorts - it's freezing outside!
i don't think i'll ever be old enough not to fear the principal, even if she is younger than I.
eli has a new friend in school...he told me all about him, how smart he is, he loves to read, how they like to do their work together, how they get good grades together and have fun on the playground... i loved this kid immediately, like he was my own son...i thought of all the fun they would have playing at our house, running around and doing those mysterious 'boy' things. I would bake him cookies when he came to play, we would have the best time ever. Certainly the boy would never ever want to go home from OUR house.
then eli said, "his dad is the vice principal". OMG i thought...well he will never be able to come over here...the house is a mess, i'm sure when they came to pick him up you both would be misplaced and then found in the yard running naked...my son would be thought of as huckleberry finn influencing their tom sawyer...the cookies would burn...they would take you and keep you with them, thinking it was best for you. NO NO NO, we can't have the vice principal's son over here, the stress and responsibility is far to much. then eli threw in to my already spinning thoughts, 'he's not allowed to watch tv", well i new then, all was lost...we would be the 'bad family', the rule breakers, the wild and crazy people the mom who believes cookies are a healthy snack... the mom who never uses caps., she's full of sentence fragments, and all those periods....all this, and we haven't even gotten to dad yet...
eli took his costume to school this morning for the school party; he is sherlock holmes...he was happy, i hope the principal will be pleased too.
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