Through Chrissie's eyes

Jimmy May's discoveries

The weather had cooled quite a bit when winter came, which meant that it would break my heart to let Jimmy sleep in the room alone, no matter how thick and packaged he was. So I made it a habit to let him sleep between me and Brian in our bed. My husband was afraid to turn around and forget Jimmy was there and end up hurting him, but I assured him there was no chance of that happening. So we slept the three of us together side by side.

Watching Jimmy lying there beside me impressed me. He had grown so much, I could hardly believe it, it really wasn't for nothing that mothers often say that children grow too fast. But part of me remembered that he was still just my baby.

I looked to the side, checking the alarm, it was about 50 minutes to the time to wake up, our appointment of the day was the recording of some clips in the backyard of the Taylors. Roger had insisted it was a perfect place for this, whether he was right or not, another advantage would be not having to pay a lease, economy was never too much.

"Chrissie" I heard Brian calling me softly, his voice indicating he was still sleepy. "Have you woken up yet? For how long? We are late?"

"No, no and no" I chuckled softly, "I just woke up kind of by myself."

"Couldn't they cancel the recording?" He shrank closer to me "it's too cold ..."

"I know, but duty calls, we have a little boy to raise and support now, remember?" I said playfully.

"I know, how could I forget?" Brian's gaze fixed on Jimmy "incredible how he hasn't woken up yet ..."

"It's only a matter of time" I said, and it didn't really take long for my baby to wake up.

He lifted his head, his face full of sleep, and his eyes split between focusing on one of us. After waking, he crawled over to Brian, a small hand touching his father's nose.

"Good morning, my sweetheart." Brian sat down and picked him up. "I wake you up? Sorry."

Jimmy just chuckled at his father's phrase.

"I always think he laughs at me, I don't know why," Brian said.

"I think this is a complex that every parent have" I shook my head, thinking that my husband was already getting a bit paranoid with this idea "he laughs because it's his way of saying he loves you."

"Oh ..." Brian made a face of having made the world's greatest discovery "I love you too, Jimmy."

We got up, Brian went to have breakfast while I finished packing Jimmy, putting on some extra warm clothes, until he didn't move right. Okay, I noticed the exaggeration and took two coats off him.

Before we left, I made sure Brian wore the Doctor's scarf, it was long and warm. He thanked me for it with a kiss. We headed to the Taylors, and while a crew was setting up cameras and spotlights outside, Dominique received us. By now, her pregnancy was already showing, which made me smile.

"Look who just came!" she spoke to Jimmy "hi Jimmy, your mom did not want to stay at home or because of the cold?"

"Even Brian wanted to stay" I confessed,"I had to remember our commitments."

"Speaking of which, Freddie has not come yet" she warned me.

"Late as always" I mourned.

"It's his way, Chrissie." Dom tried to apologize for him.

"Well, I just hope they don't fight" I tried to be optimistic.

Eventually Freddie arrived and we then went to check the recordings, the boys had to pretend to be singing and playing, since that's how the clips were made, as we've all learned over the years. I missed the Red Special, and during a break, I asked Brian why he hadn't brought it.

"I was warned that we were going to record under the snow" he said, his eyes widening. "Red Special is unique, this bad weather was going to do a lot of damage."

"And the other instruments have no problem in being damaged?" I argued.

"These are only here to use pro clip, but Red Special I always use!" he answered categorically.

"Okay, I get it," I ended up smiling, since I knew Brian's love for his guitar very well.

"Daddy's right, isn't he, Jimmy?" Brian appealed to our baby, who was on my lap.

I didn't expect Jimmy to respond, but he stammered something very precise, which I identified as his first words.

"Weh pesue" I heard my baby say.

My God! My baby was already talking! He was growing really fast.

"Brian, did you hear that?" I was completely surprised "did you understand the same thing as me?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" he smiled as he nodded "say, say it again, Jimmy, what do I do to make him say again?"

"I don't know, he just said ..." I replied, kind of not knowing what to do.

"Weh pesue!" This time Jimmy spoke louder, catching everyone's attention.

"What's going on?" Freddie was getting angry, but stopped when he saw that Jimmy was the reason for everything.

"He said something, didn't he?" guessed John "I know that reaction well."

"And what did he say?" asked Roger curiously.

"Red Special!" Brian announced laughing "the first, no, my son's first words were Red Special!"

"What a lie, Brian!" Freddie discredited "I didn't expect this from you ..."

"But it's true" I tried to support my husband. "You believe me, don't you? Say it again, Jimmy, to Uncle Freddie, so he sees that Mommy and Daddy aren't lying."

"Weh pesue!" Jimmy understood what I was asking and his uncles did "aaawwww" for him.

"Okay Jimmy, now we have to get back to work." Brian kissed our son's cheek and returned to the recordings with the boys.

I continued to feel amazed that Jimmy was already learning to speak. It was amazing how every detail of his growth enchanted me. He learned to walk while I listened to "News of the World." It was playing "It's Late", another of my favorites, and to the guitar solo, Jimmy got to his feet, I was glazed, aware of what he would do next. He took a first staggering little step, his foot settled, he moved the other. As if he understood how that worked, he moved forward, coming straight to me.

"Ma!" he exclaimed, it was so simple, but what hearing that word made me feel was so deep and special.

And of course I started to cry in front of that cute little face, making Jimmy confused.

"Don't you care about it my love, Mommy's just being silly" I told him.

Another funny thing about Jimmy was when he wasn't sure how to call Brian. He oscillated between "Bri" and "Da."

"Daddy is Bri, but you have to call me Dad" Brian tried to correct him as sweetly as he could.

Until finally Jimmy saw that he was "Dad", even with everyone calling him "Bri". Somehow, it reminded me when I hesitated to call Brian by his nickname, that was so long ago, and now I was married to him, and we had a little boy. They were innumerable changes that the passage of time brought, changes that I loved.