Storms break early over the house.
Severe weather is forecasted for throughout the day.
Little Boy comes down clutching his day clothes.
Bright red and brown.
I glance at the shirt.
“You picked a special “going out shirt.” I say to the little man. I urge him to go up and exchange his shirt.
He doesn’t want to exchange his shirt.
He musters up the courage, “I picked it because it’s a “power out” day.” Excitement and anticipation glimmer in his eyes.
His purposeful choice is held in my hand, examining it to see if it really is a nice “going out” shirt.
It really is and he really is anticipating a dark house and loss of power.
Anticipation for a “power out” as only a five year old can experience it.
Bedecked in red, twinkling with excitement, flash lights a-ready…
The things they say (and do).