My funny little boy.
For weeks he’s asked if he can stay up till midnight to see Big Ben strike twelve.
And to watch the fireworks.
I gave in.
It’s lonely with the girls away.
I wanted company.
He was in my room most of the night.
On the iPad.
But at 11:50pm I called him down.
” I don’t want to ” he shouted.
I called him again.
” I haven’t let you stay up for nothing”
He sat down and grumbled a bit.
He watched the fireworks.
” that was a waste of time ” he said and grumbled that I’m always forcing him to do stuff like watching the fireworks and going to the cinema yesterday.
” but you wanted to stay up late to see the fireworks ” I told him.
” I WAS LYING REALLY I JUST WANTED A CHANCE TO HAVE LONGER ON THE IPAD ”
he stormed off.
” happy new year Ollie ” I called after him.
” happy poo poo ” was his grumpy reply.
In bed I thought he was asleep .
I kissed his face and told him he makes me happy.
He whispered ” you make me proud ”
I love that funny , complicated , sweet little boy !