“then I had a boy.” By Sasha at the coffee table

Sunday April 15, 2018
11:02pm
5 minutes
Devices on Standby
Kelly Ann Malone

First I had a pancake and then I had a boy
Third I saw an elephant and fourth I drowned a toy

Fifth I ate an apple and sixth I saved a cow
Seventh I sang a song and eighth I wondered how

Ninth I counted stars and tenth I mowed the lawn
Eleventh for the win tonight and twelve for the coming dawn

Thirteen is the lucky one and fourteen is a steal
Fifteen leads to sixteen and my oh my it’s real

Seventeen days til Christmas and eighteen to get on top
Nineteen was the age we were and twenty bippity bop

“then I had a boy.” By Julia at V, J, W, and A’s house

Sunday April 15, 2018
7:30pm
5 minutes
Devices on Standby
Kelly Ann Malone

I heard the words come out of my mouth like a broken record: MOVE just like my mother used to say. And it worked. That tone, that strength. She listened and she did. Then I hugged her. Because I didn’t want her to go to sleep right after being yelled at. So then I hugged him too because he was good the whole night and i didn’t want him to feel left out. And that is what I’m learning. That girls still need hugs after being told no. And boys still need hugs after being told yes.

I keep thinking, don’t let your kids grow to be unlikeable, if I don’t like them the world won’t like them and I want the world to like my kids. Send them to my parents house so they can see what listening feels like, what being a kid feels like. I want that for me and for my kids and for the grandparents my parents will turn into.