Aaron came down from his nap today, hungry and full of things to talk about. I heated up some leftover taco soup for him while he went to the bathroom. He marched back into the kitchen and when I turned around he was munching on a Rice Krispie Treat. Yes, I made some yesterday and we actually have a few still uneaten! I told him not to eat sweets right before his lunch and he complied, amazingly enough. He was suspicious of this strange looking soup – the black beans mixed with the tomatoes and corn gave it an unusual color to him. But after one bowl he was ready for a second, so while it heated he talked all about black beans – and was happy to look at the can of beans I handed him.
Everything is interesting to Aaron – except for people’s emotions. It’s so strange how that works. He notices so many details and talks them to death, but totally doesn’t understand at times the simplest emotions. Today my emotion was laughter as he talked, and he does respond well to that unless he thinks that we are laughing AT him. Today I was laughing with him and it was very enjoyable.
For instance, out of the blue he said, “Mom, I was thinking that now that it’s winter there won’t be any more of those hay barrels left for the cows and horses.” Yes, Aaron calls hay bales………hay barrels. He always has, and it always makes me smile. They do look like barrels, don’t they? Anyway, I don’t know what got Aaron off on hay barrels in the middle of taco soup and Rice Krispie Treats, but as always I answered him with great interest. He likes to be treated as an adult and to know that we value his conversations………..even as we chew our tongues in order not to laugh, or try to hide our smiles.
He continued, “The hay is all dead, right?” I told him how cattle owners buy or raise lots of hay to use over the winter, and tried to talk intelligently about dead hay. Anyway, I assured him that the cows and horses would be fine over the winter. Then he asked, “So hay barrels are hay, right?” Uh……..yeah, Aaron…………hay barrels would be hay. Right. And he shook his head yes as I once again hid my smile.
He was examining his bag of Mike and Ikes as he ate his soup. I was not at the table when he asked, “Mom, have I eaten a cherry?” I wondered at this question and turned to see him looking at the bag of candy, with pictures on the back of the various fruits represented by this gooey treat. I assured him that he had eaten a cherry, when he asked, “So a lime is another orange?” Uh…………no, Aaron………a lime is – a lime. So I got out a lemon from the frig and used it to describe a lime, reminding him of the limes I bought some time back that he seems to have forgotten. This led to me setting out the bottles of lemon and lime juice for him to sample, and laughing as he twisted his mouth and shook his head and didn’t want to try any more!
He noticed the nearly full trash can when he threw his napkin away. “Mom, that trash can in the kitchen is getting stuffed!” Yep, Aaron, tonight is trash night………….and no, you don’t need to take care of it now……….even as he turned to reach for more Rice Krispie Treats. No more treats, Aaron!
Off he went downstairs to talk to Gary, who was watching football. I heard Aaron talking, and Gary replying, and Aaron talking a lot, and Gary replying………..on and on it went. I came down to join in and enjoy Aaron’s happy mood. “Mom, remember yesterday when that football player got hurt? Those hospital people were bent over him. He looked flattened!”
Yes, Aaron. “Mom, what was wrong with that player. Why was he flattened?” I assured him that the player wasn’t really flattened and that he just got the breath knocked out of him. “So is that why those hospital people were standing around him?” Yep, those hospital people are good about checking on flattened people, Aaron!
Aaron’s not very familiar with football generally. I wrote several blogs last year about his football comments and insights, many of which were hilarious. He doesn’t know the various teams, and trying to explain professional football as opposed to college football is next to impossible. Yet he still observes and he asks lots of questions, such as why hospital people stand around flattened football players. He then informed me, “Dad wants the team that has the star on it to win.” That would be Dallas, for those of you who also don’t know much about football teams. Aaron found out that Dad had voted for Dallas…………that’s another way Aaron talks about football………..wanting to know which team we are voting for. I wonder if he thinks Obama and Romney play football?
Aaron wasn’t through with his observing. “The other team – the team that has the B.A.L. – who is that?” We told him who the B.A.L. team was and he was satisfied that the B.A.L. team was going to win, even though we didn’t vote for them. But that’s the way football is sometimes, you know.
So is life. We don’t always get what we vote for, but things have a way of working out…………especially when God is in charge. There will be hay barrels for the cows that Aaron likes and hospital people for the flattened football players and other chances for the team with the star to win. And candy and Rice Krispie Treats……….if I can keep Aaron out of them!!