“I can, but I can!”
His small face ablaze
Part conviction, part plan.
He can go to the park on his own (in the rain, in the dark).
He can tie his laces (with shoes on wrong feet and socks turned around …).
He can eat three big slices of pizza (before finishing one).
He can drive the car (“the real one, with the key!”).
He can take a bath on his own (“Mommy help me get in …”).
He can dress himself (two legs in one pant, head wedged in a sleeve).
He can use a phone (especially “Delete” …).
And he certainly can, he is sure
All night long.
He’s not sleepy.
He won’t even be tired
Till he is “really big.”
He can stay up.
And not sleep.
Even as eyes flutter closed … and he yawns and he yawns and he ….
For The Daily Prompt