You may be wondering what significance a cup of hot chocolate might have to me.
I’m more than happy to explain.
Rooster and I spent this past weekend at home by ourselves. Chicky and the Mr. had gone to a soccer training thing.
Now, as you know, Rooster and I are very close. There has always been something about our personalities that has just meshed. Sure, we have our tifts, but they are quickly forgiven and forgotten.
When we’re on our own, we usually have a grand time. Such was the case this weekend.
With no extra money to spend, we stayed at home. Rooster figured out how to make our TV Guardian work again, so we watched the movie Black Hawk Down. Good thing for the Guardian. Over half of the conversation in the movie was blanked out. But, we still got to see the action.
I was very moved by the movie, even though I’ve seen it before. The knowledge that there are still many fighting for freedom is very humbling.
Anyhow, I think I’m starting to digress.
Between movies, football games, and phone conversations that I had with a couple of people, Rooster managed to slip something under my arm onto the end table.
A cup of hot chocolate. Actually, during the course of the weekend, two cups of hot chocolate.
See, we have this thing.
We both love hot chocolate.
During a run to the grocery store, we saw that there was a Buy One Get One Free on the hot chocolate. We eagerly grabbed two boxes.
Rooster is starting to get fairly self-sufficient, aside from the reminders to wake up, brush his teeth, take his vitamins, take a shower, and put on deodorant. He has learned how to make macaroni and cheese, Ramen Noodles, and now, hot chocolate.
The first time he surprised me was when I was on the phone with my sister. After hanging up, he told me that there was extra water in the tea kettle, so he figured “Why not?” and made me a cup. It was still a kind gesture.
The second time he surprised me, he proudly announced that, “I had to put in extra water just for you.”
I added extra brownie points to this gesture as it required him to go out of his way to make it.
As I Plurked about the kindness of my son, I got a response back…
“What does he want?”
Yes, I know. Teenagers don’t typically do things for the pure sake of doing them. Especially not 14 year-old boys.
Not this boy.
Rooster has a vein of kindness that runs deep inside. I’ve seen him demonstrate it when he selects Christmas gifts — selecting personal items from his room for everyone in the family, in addition to store-bought items.
I know I’ve gone on and on about a little cup of mocha, but I thought it was time I give Rooster some credit. After all, Soccer Chick gets most of the press around here…what with her teenage antics and soccer feats. Rooster lives a more quiet life, preferring to be in the shadows.
A cup of hot chocolate goes a long way towards soothing an anxious mother’s heart. I think that somehow, Rooster has figured this out.
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