Moments in the Closet

It’s Jun and Thomas is counting again.

Thomas came by, looked at the clock and asked, “Mom, when was I born?” “8:30, why?” “So, I will be 13 in exactly 8 days.” “Do you want to have a birthday party?” “No. I am ok.” “Ok.”

Thomas went to play room started playing Guitar Hero. I continued watching meaningless TV shows and wondering… “Thomas, when you are done playing, I want to show you something.” “Ok.”

After several minutes, Thomas came out from the play room and followed me going upstairs.

In to the closet. I sat down, grabbed the box with important documents. Thomas sat down, next to me and closed the closet door. I picked up a large yellow envelop, found a pile of documents. “Ah, here they are.” “Are these birth certificates?” “en hem. Yours are smaller, somehow I got the big ones for Kenneth and Sean, but yours are the smaller ones.” He went through some documents, this is Kenneth’s, this is Sean’s, wait, this is Kenneth’s. Why do you have so many copies?” “Just in case we need more than 1 copy so I don’t have to apply again.” “Oh, this big one is mine. Yeh, it’s 2030.” “what?” “I was born at 8:30.” “Kaiser said they would release the baby and parents out if the baby was born before 8 o’clock. So, I looked at the clock and decided you would be born at 8:30, and you did.” “I know, you told me this before.” “I did? And you remember?” “Yeh.” “Here, Seane’s shows he was born in the car.” “Ha… I got to have a copy of his to show my friend. No one believes it.” … so we talked about Sean’s first big event for a while…

After finishing looking thru all the documents, Thomas got up, I got up, Thomas opened the closet door and I followed him out.

I was so close to him. The moments in the closet.