If you're a parent, you'll totally understand when I say that the oddest things make you smile or get all misty. Things that in the "adult" world just simply aren't that funny, make you laugh until you cry and your stomach hurts. Activities that leave your kitchen and living room looking like your house just traveled to OZ and back will leave you standing there, melting like a big lump of ...well, something melty.
And all of this? Both drives you nuts and brings you the most profound sense of peace ever.
Last night, while on the way to the local Cheap Gift Emporium with Jock so that he could buy his girlfriend a Christmas gift (let me just interrupt a minute here to throw myself on the ground, kicking and screaming and sobbing about how my beautiful baby is just Not.Old.Enough to be buying girls presents.......ok, I'm done), I noticed that one of my headlights seemed to be out. So I asked Jock to check that for me when we pulled into the parking spot. Which he gladly and without a single complaint or whining tone to his voice... did.
Did I mention it was pouring rain?
While in the CGE, he kept asking my opinion on the oh-so-fabulous jewelry items he was thinking about. Now, he ended up getting a couple of items he picked out himself, that I wasn't sure I was overly keen on. But the point is he ASKED ME.
Once we got home, even though it was Coach's bedtime, he came out and installed my new headlight, with no whining or complaining.
Did I mention it was STILL pouring rain?
Bug came out to watch what dad was doing. So while I was sitting in the driver's seat, I could see the two of them through the little space where the hood was raised. And I could hear Coach explaining to Bug how to install the new headlight, and about light bulbs in general and why you should never touch the filament thingies. (No, that is not what he called them. But I was inside the vehicle with the windows up --hello?? Rain?? --so it was somewhat muffled.) Bug was so serious and intent on what Coach was telling him. Who would have thought replacing my headlight in the rain was a chance for a spectacular bonding moment for those two?
Tonight when I walked in the door from work, there on the counter was that little gift from Jock, all ready to be delivered to the girlfriend. Just waiting for my little boy to morph into a young man when he picks it up in the morning.
And yeah. I'm standing here, melting like a big lump of something melty.