A Special Morning

One Special Morning With A Special Boy

I spent this special morning with a very special boy, my son Tristan. As I finished getting dressed this morning, my son got out of bed and came to me. He told me he needed to go to the toilet, number two. So... I escorted him and left him in the toilet. Few minutes later, he called me, telling me that he was done. As I was getting his shorts, he said he wanted to take a shower. I was already all dressed up for work but I gave him his shower anyway.
After he was all dressed up, he went out of the house. Just hanging. His sisters were not awake yet.
Then, I thought I'd go and get some breakfast while waiting for my husband to get ready. So I went out. As I expected, Tristan wanted to come. So we went out together.
Then, there we were, eating "nasi uduk" together at a foodstall by the small street near my house.
We had small talks. He still couldn't speak clearly enough for anyone to know. I understand him, though. Well, on plenty occasions.
Anyway, we had quite an teresting conversation, he and I. Then, we walked home, he was still in his chatty mood.
Then, when my husband was giving me a ride on my way to the office, Tristan still wanted to come. My husband said it was OK. He could get back home afterwards.
So... it was quite a ride! He kept going on and on about seeing big and small buses! It was a lot of fun! I don't really spend that much time with him alone.
With his older sister, I spend a lot of time alone with her. His little sister... Well, I'm with her almost all the time.