There’s just something about the excitement of a child–adrenaline-filled Christmas-morning anticipation, the kind of waiting-for that slows days into 24-hour eternities.
His eyes have been locked on the calendar for this day. He’ll defy death from a front row seat, willing to pay the ultimate price: killed time. He’ll fight a and arise victor in less than four minutes…and, .
Early morning–much too early for a Summer’s lazy day–I slip into his room to awaken him, eager to hear his first words of the day. I know they’ll be happy ones, I know his first thought will be the day’s adventure.
I was unprepared but not disappointed; it’s not words he utters, it’s his battle cry (the first five seconds).
My heart smiled.
I am in love with a 13-year-old boy.
* “Here comes a lion, Father.” Why, yes, I think this fits…perfectly!
So THAT’S what the song says!!
Get this, Jeni…the original title of this post was "I have no idea how to spell it so I have to show it!" Amazing how helpful Google key word searches are, lol. (Once I saw it and listened at the same time, I could actually follow the words, lol.)