Tuesday, September 05, 2017
9-5-17
The alarm sounds and Micah wakes up. He swings his legs over the bed and hops down. "Daddy?!" He yells.
Every morning.
"Go potty and come get breakfast. It's almost ready." Calls a voice from deeper inside the house.
"Okay"
To the potty, then back to his room to whip off pjs into a pile. Dig through draws and pull on the day's cloths.
*hiccup*
Out of his room he passes his parents bedroom and stops. The room is dark. A fan whirs over the bed. The mound of blankets slowly rises and falls.
*hiccup*
His sisters would be here soon. Micah walks to the bed and finds his mothers taut belly through the sheets and softly follows its arc.
Every morning.
"I have the hiccups." He announces loudly.
His Mother inhales deeply, shifts her weight and looks blinkingly up at him.
"Good morning baby" she says hoarsely. Smiling.
His dad is already in the bedroom doorway.
"Micah!" He whisper yells. "Mommy needs to sleep! Come get breakfast, now!"
None of this is quiet.
*hiccup*
Micah kisses his mother, who turns back to her pillow. He walks down the hall to the little round dinning room table and sits down as his father pushes through the swinging door from the kitchen, carrying a plate of eggs and toast.
*hiccup*
"Daddy, I have the hiccups"
"Well, you're in luck. I can cure the hiccups every time."
He turns Micahs chair away from the table and sits down across from him. Knees touching.
"Look into my eyes and don't look away, whatever you do."
Micah opens his eyes wide. His little round face turns serious.
"I was working in a shop a looong time ago when I first learned the secret. I'd had the hiccups all day and was miserable. I was.."
"What's miserable?"
"It's when you feel terrible or are really unhappy."
"Oh."
"Keep looking into my eyes. This is very important.
"Ok."
"I was all alone in the shop. Or I though I was, but then there was a woman there standing in front of the counter. An older woman and she said..."
"What did she look like?"
"She was little, and old, like your Gigi. And she had the most beautiful, big blue eyes. She said she could take my hiccups away, but I had to look deep into her eyes, and keep looking. Like you are looking into my eyes. But hers where much prettier. Anyway, I did. And I felt a jolt go through my body"
"A jolt?"
"Yes, like a little lightening bolt. Do you feel it?"
"Yes."
"Good-keep looking at me-and she said we had magic inside our bodies, everybody does. That there are special things inside us that we don't even know about. That we had to be very quiet and listen. And we just stared at each other, breathing, for like a really long time and then she said ok, I think I'd like to buy these pants now"
"Pants?"
"And that's when I realized, I hadn't hiccuped the whole time. And Micah guess what?"
"What?"
"Neither have you".
Every morning.
"Go potty and come get breakfast. It's almost ready." Calls a voice from deeper inside the house.
"Okay"
To the potty, then back to his room to whip off pjs into a pile. Dig through draws and pull on the day's cloths.
*hiccup*
Out of his room he passes his parents bedroom and stops. The room is dark. A fan whirs over the bed. The mound of blankets slowly rises and falls.
*hiccup*
His sisters would be here soon. Micah walks to the bed and finds his mothers taut belly through the sheets and softly follows its arc.
Every morning.
"I have the hiccups." He announces loudly.
His Mother inhales deeply, shifts her weight and looks blinkingly up at him.
"Good morning baby" she says hoarsely. Smiling.
His dad is already in the bedroom doorway.
"Micah!" He whisper yells. "Mommy needs to sleep! Come get breakfast, now!"
None of this is quiet.
*hiccup*
Micah kisses his mother, who turns back to her pillow. He walks down the hall to the little round dinning room table and sits down as his father pushes through the swinging door from the kitchen, carrying a plate of eggs and toast.
*hiccup*
"Daddy, I have the hiccups"
"Well, you're in luck. I can cure the hiccups every time."
He turns Micahs chair away from the table and sits down across from him. Knees touching.
"Look into my eyes and don't look away, whatever you do."
Micah opens his eyes wide. His little round face turns serious.
"I was working in a shop a looong time ago when I first learned the secret. I'd had the hiccups all day and was miserable. I was.."
"What's miserable?"
"It's when you feel terrible or are really unhappy."
"Oh."
"Keep looking into my eyes. This is very important.
"Ok."
"I was all alone in the shop. Or I though I was, but then there was a woman there standing in front of the counter. An older woman and she said..."
"What did she look like?"
"She was little, and old, like your Gigi. And she had the most beautiful, big blue eyes. She said she could take my hiccups away, but I had to look deep into her eyes, and keep looking. Like you are looking into my eyes. But hers where much prettier. Anyway, I did. And I felt a jolt go through my body"
"A jolt?"
"Yes, like a little lightening bolt. Do you feel it?"
"Yes."
"Good-keep looking at me-and she said we had magic inside our bodies, everybody does. That there are special things inside us that we don't even know about. That we had to be very quiet and listen. And we just stared at each other, breathing, for like a really long time and then she said ok, I think I'd like to buy these pants now"
"Pants?"
"And that's when I realized, I hadn't hiccuped the whole time. And Micah guess what?"
"What?"
"Neither have you".
