I decided last week that I wanted to have some one-on-one time with each of the boys…a scheduled little date night. We flipped a coin today and Luke won, so it was his turn.
But let me back up a bit.
Luke lost a tooth this morning. Well, I pulled it, so “lost” is a misnomer, but whatever. Which means that the tooth fairy is due to visit tonight. Except…
…Matt and I had discussed a long time ago that 2010 would be the last Christmas that Luke believed in Santa (or the Easter Bunny or Tooth Fairy). We kind of chickened out about telling him Santa wasn’t real back in January, and just figured that we’d do it sometime before Easter. So losing a tooth was the perfect opportunity.
We asked him to come upstairs and talk with us about something, and he had a very curious look on his face. In a relatively short and sweet conversation, we broke the news to him. He didn’t seem overly surprised, but also swore that he didn’t already know the truth (and he’s a pretty bad liar, so I think I would have been able to tell). He also said that he hadn’t believed in the Easter Bunny for a couple of years (and we just barely talk about it anyway, so this came as no surprise to me). We reassured him that he’d still get Santa gifts, and that the Tooth Fairy would still visit, etc…and stressed to him how important it was to not tell his brothers or friends. We’ll see how that goes, because I’m pretty sure that as soon as my brother Jake knew, Zach knew, also.
Then the two of us left for our evening, and we just had the greatest little talk, most of which I won’t share here. One thing I asked him was if he was sad to know the truth, and he said, “No, not at all. But it will be pretty sad when none of us believe anymore.” Cue huge lump in my throat. Um, yeah, for me, too.
Our date consisted of:
-Taco Bell (the other boys don’t like tacos, so this would never be a choice for them, making it perfect for the two of us), where I let him have Dr. Pepper instead of something caffeine-free. He ate more than I did. Which would be scary, except that Taco Bell is dirt cheap.
-a trip to the mall to look for an iphone case. This normally would have been torture for him, but he’s anxiously waiting on the case so that he can play games on the phone. I didn’t end up buying one though; I’m getting it today, since the one I decided I wanted is
$25 – bummer, I had the wrong model in mind $40 at Sam’s Club instead of $50 at the mall (insert lesson in being a smart shopper). At the mall we also got dessert to share (Auntie Anne’s cinnamon sugar pretzel sticks) and…
-Luke taught me how to play Angry Birds, which I still hadn’t tried. It was so fun, sitting in the mall food court, playing the game with him.
-a stop at a hardware store for spray paint, for a project for the boys which will be featured here soon
It was such a fun night. Having one-on-one time with him, I realized that he throws around words like “schema” and “non-fiction” and “character” with ease and knowledge. That he doesn’t like me to hold his hand anymore (and I don’t blame him, but it’s such a habit for me when I’m out in public…someone has always needed to have their hand held for the past 7 years). And that he’s growing up way, way too fast.
I can’t wait to do it again.