#reverb10: day 3

Friday, December 3, 2010

December 3 – Moment.


Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).
(Author: Ali Edwards)

Leave it to Ali to craft a prompt that I'm equally thrilled and terrified about.  What if I pick the wrong moment and tomorrow I think of a better one?  What if I can't do it justice in my description?
I can imagine Ali telling me to stop worrying and get a story, any story, written down.  So here goes.

Being with Logan often helps me forget all the unimportant things in life and focus on simple joys.  That makes me feel alive.  Halloween was a day that particularly held that feeling for me.

Logan was anxious to get in his Spiderman costume and go trick or treating. We had told him we'd go after he took a nap, but he didn't quite get the concept that it wasn't immediately after his nap. The second he woke up he was asking to go trick or treating. So he got into his costume and was set to go. It was such a nice day out - much warmer than any Halloween I can remember in Colorado. So we headed out to the front porch, just the two of us. The concrete was a little cold, but the weather was still so warm we didn't need our coats.  I think Trung was taking a nap or working on something inside because it was just the two of us.



I gave Logan a couple pieces of candy and let him run around.  It was warm and the sun was getting low.  After eating his M&Ms, he took off fighting bad guys.  He'd look down at his hand (I think the mask threw off his range of vision a little) to form it into Spiderman's web-shooting form and then point to the imaginary villains scattered around our front yard and driveway.  He'd tell me excitedly when he'd spot a new one, and make sound effects as he shot his web at them.  He insisted I was "Iron Girl" and that I needed to blast them with my blaster. 


The rest of the world slipped away and we laughed and fought our villains and waited for the trick or treaters.  It was quite appropriate that the first trick or treater to our house, just before sunset, was a little boy in an Iron Man costume.  Logan was thrilled to see his comrade there ready to fight crime with him.

I'd never imagined being a mother to a little boy.  But now I can't see it any other way.  Bring on the legos and superheroes and Matchbox cars.  These are the best days I've ever known.
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