On the grand scheme of deception I suppose this ranks low on the Richter scale. But early tremors are deceiving, and reveal important indicators of our fault lines.
Sebastian (for those just tuning in, my youngest son, age 9) came out of the womb running. The son of two marathon runners and triathletes, he was tousled in the womb and spent hours sleeping and giggling in the baby jogger, so much so that we needed a new set of tires.
So when he came in second as a kindergartener on the “most laps around the school in an hour walk-a-thon,” we thought of the small pond and kept encouraging humility. The next few years he continued to improve his lap count and eventually won.
Which brings us to this morning (3rd grade), the dawn of the annual event, when Sebastian announced, “I’m not going to run this year, it’s important that I just walk with my friend Sammy, we have a lot to talk about.”
Now, it’s ABSOLUTELY true that Seb and Sam, best friends like brothers, have lots to talk about.
Both of their grandmothers are dying and they have both been actively involved in one another’s scenes. Their grown-up conversations in the back seat of my car trump the sincerity of most grown-ups I know.
They have also lived like brothers in one another’s homes, accelerated by our need for collaborative child-care during both our scenes. They talk day and late into the night.
So yes, I buy it. And I don’t.
Glad To Have a Why-er in the House
As luck would have it Uncle Luke was spending the night, visiting from Seattle on a business trip. I quickly called in the breakfast-time reinforcements.
He asked a few “Why” questions, and before we knew it, we heard of the new contender, ironically also called Luke, who was the sure bet to win.
The Bigger Conversation
When Sebastian admitted his Luke-fear, the real conversation began.
He didn’t want to risk his legacy of the kindergarten wonder… easier to be the cool guy who no longer cares.
He was getting ready to be a one-hit wonder.
He ran the race. Luke came in first. Both won.
For You and Me
It’s so easy to revel in our wins and declare victory.
Are you stuck at your best year?
What’s possible next if you don’t care if that reputation is destroyed?
Why not blow it up for something bigger that will really change the game?