This past November we took Giles to see Coco at the movie theater. He was eighteen-months-old at the time. This past Saturday Giles went to see it again, at a special screening with his Nana and Granddad. He came home talking all about it, now twenty-two-months-old. He said what sounded like, “mama me,” a bunch of times and at first I didn’t know what it meant. But then I realized he was talking about the song from the movie, “Remember Me.”
This song makes me think of my mom. Know that I’m with you the only way that I can be.
I learned it on ukulele so I could play and sing it for Giles, and for myself. And for my mom.
Next November we have another baby due. Four wheels on the car. I’ll take her/him to the movies too.