I headed up to school with a Happy Meal treat and met him at the entrance to the cafeteria. He greeted me with a big smile and I walked with him to his lunch table. At the table were a group of the most entertaining, happy, funny boys I have had the pleasure to sit with. They were giggly and laughing, my son included. Again, out of character for him. He NEVER smiles at home. In fact he is usually angry about something or other and his face is in a permanent scowl. He proceeded to put on the silly fake glasses that came in the Happy Meal and requested a table picture.
Because I was having so much fun listening to them giggle at each other, I was smiling. Tyler stopped in the middle of his giggle fest and grabbed my arm and said, "Please don't smile. It shows your wrinkles and you look old." Way to burst my happy time lunch bubble. Outta the mouths of babes, huh?
Wrinkles be damned. 40 is the new 20, right? Wrinkles are relative.
On positive note, he asked me to come back to lunch tomorrow.
Wrinkles are beautiful and you look great.
ReplyDeleteHi! Stopping by from Mom Bloggers Club.
Have a nice day!