Little Things

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

I walk into the kitchen to get a glass of before I go back to trying to fix my bathroom sink. I look up through the window into the backyard. There I see Sephiroth on his knees, his hands raised up to his chest, Loz throwing punches into his hands like his training Loz to be a boxer or something. Over on the swing set, Yazoo swings away while Kadaj attempts to claim onto of the swing set.

‘Should I even bother,’ I wonder to myself. Sighing I decide I should at least tell Kadaj to get down before he hurts himself. I walk over and open the backdoor to call over to my youngest. “Kadaj…” right as I’m going to demand he get down, Loz lets loose with all his strength and pops Sephiroth right in the mouth. I stand there silent for a moment, watching as my poor husband covers his mouth with his hands before I completely loss it. I fall to my knees laughing my ass off.

“I’m so sorry daddy,” Loz panics, “I didn’t mean to I’m so so so sorry.”

I can hear Yazoo and Kadaj laughing as well. Sephiroth gets up and makes his way into the house. “I really am sorry daddy. I didn’t mean to please don’t be mad at me.”

I calm myself just enough to catch Loz as he follows after Sephiroth. “It’s okay sweety,” I say catching my breath. “You dad’ll be fine. Boys come on back inside. It’s starting to get dark.”

“Oh mom,” I hear Kadaj and Yazoo grumble. “Now,” I demand getting back to my feet and leading Loz inside. “Go on up to your room, I’ll check on Dad.”

I head upstairs and into the bathroom. Sephiroth has a wad of tissue paper pressed to his lip. “You okay,” I ask trying to hold off my laughter.

“Fine,” He groans.

“Well maybe next time you want hold your hand so close to your face,” I joke.

“What makes you think they’ll be a next time,” He asks. Just then I hear an ear-piercing scream come from the living room downstairs. I rush back down to see what’s happened. As I turn the corner into the living room, Kadaj rushes over to me with tears in his eyes. Loz and Yazoo are laughing so hard they can’t breathe. “What happened,” I demand.

“Kadaj spotted this granddaddy long legs and freaked out,” Yazoo informed me through labored breaths.

I calm down and pick Kadaj up, “Is that all little one,” I ask.

“Is that all,” He yells flailing around in my arms.

“It’s not even bothering you Kadaj,” Loz points out.

“I don’t care,” Kadaj yells, “Kill it! I hate spiders!” He buries his face into the crock of my neck and cries harder. “And he calls me a cry baby,” Loz mumbles. I shake my head and carry Kadaj back upstairs with me.

“So what’s wrong with him,” Sephiroth asks as we pass by our bedroom.

“He saw a spider, he’ll be fine in a minute.”

“Scenes when has he feared spiders?”

“AHHHHHHHHH,” Kadaj cries in my ear. “Kadaj calm down sweetheart we’re no where near it.”

“I don’t care,” He demands, “I want it dead.”

“He’s your son,” I say looking over at Sephiroth.

“He’s your son too,” He informs walking past me toward the stairs.

“And just where are you going?”

“To kill the damn spider so he’ll shut up,” Sephiroth calls back making his way downstairs.

“Thank you daddy,” Kadaj calls after him. I sigh and shake my head again.

“Really! He cried over this,” I hear Sephiroth yell. I could tell it was going to be a long night.