Glimpse: a momentary or partial view
Silas stopped by the kitchen for his snack break. It had been a whole 5 minutes since his last request for chocolate. A request that scored a banana. He was back to try again.
He could not stand still. Arms tugging at his shirt and hands tapping the table and eyes darting around the room.
“Mom. Could I have something to eat….like chocolate?”
I pause to take in this sweet, sweet boy. Growing seemingly before my very eyes.
And I catch a glimpse of something odd around his waist.
“What is that around your waist?!”
“A rubber band.”
“Why is it around your waist?”
“Well, these shorts are too big and keep falling off, so I put a rubber band around them to keep them up.”
Matter of fact. Eyes searching my face for an explanation of my concern.
“Please take that off. Rubber bands can cut off circulation and cause problems. Belts are for your waist. Rubber bands are for…something else. NOT any body part. Ever.”
And then up over his head (!) comes the rubber band and still in tact, he hands it to me and runs off to play.
Tugging at his shorts and shouting to his brothers…
“She said no to the chocolate.”