Mama's boy

Chapter 3

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Sunday I knew I had things to do at some point that day and I hated when they made me work in the weekends, it was the time I wanted to pretend it was just me and Gabriel in the world and we were finally free.

We went to a big playground in the morning, so that he could play with other kids he knew and I could read a book and get some schoolwork done while keeping an eye on him.

I was sitting on the grass on a blanket with a couple of books beside me and pressed my beanie further down on my head trying to protect myself from the cold air. I looked at Gabe but he seemed fine running around and keeping himself warm that way.

I was lost in my book when my son came running at me and sat by my side.

"Is everything alright?" I asked and he shook his head.

"What's wrong then?" he rested his head against me and sighed.

I fixed his beanie and kissed the top of his head scooping him even closer to me.

"They wanna play with guns and I said I can't and they don't care." I felt guilty again.

I remembered the time I got so mad at him for playing with those toys that shoot little plastic ammo. I told him it was dangerous for his eyes and that was true, but that wasn't the whole truth.

I wanted to be sure if he saw a gun he wouldn't touch it. Little did he know we had the real thing hidden in our closet.

I nodded and looked at the kids that were in fact playing with those stupid toys.

"What do you think? we could sing a song..." I said smirking, knowing that that was the perfect distraction.

He smiled and nodded so I gave him my phone to choose the song that he could recognize by the little images that we added to every song.

In only a few minutes the show was on. We were in the middle of the grass so I didn't have problems singing with a full voice to whatever Gabe felt like singing and dancing.

And then there was my child, jumping and dancing in a goofy way all around me without  losing a word of the song that he sang with passion, my smile couldn't be bigger seeing him enjoy music just as much as I always did.

But the biggest satisfaction came when the other kids seeing how much fun we were having left their toys to come and sing and dance with us, Gabe just welcomed them happy to have more company, the disappointment already forgotten. 

It didn't take long before it was full of kids all around us. I was having fun singing among them, holding two little girls by their hands  and watching Gabe dancing like his life depended on it.

I laughed a little but kept singing for my little crowd, some of them were in fact just staring at me. But it wasn't uncomfortable at all, I was just really happy. And all those kids were happy with me.

Some parents came close to us, probably to see what was all the commotion about, and to my surprise a couple of them joined their kids and started dancing and singing with us, that moment was so surreal.

Everybody was so happy, and I started that, just by singing, like that was what I was meant to do.

When the moment was over some of the parents came even closer to compliment me on my voice and thank me for the little show we improvised.

It was a bit overwhelming but it felt so good.

When it was me and Gabe again I took a few seconds to appreciate how happy he looked, "wasn't that fun, uh?" I asked.