Hey Mom Watch This
Soundtrack: The B-52’s “Love Shack”
Sam sat on the floor playing with blocks while his mother painted watermelons onto her toenails.
“Ma, look!”
He picked up a block and tossed it in the air. He caught it, his heart leaped.
“Great job!” his mother said, opening the black polish. She began deftly dotting her pinky toe. Sam picked up two blocks this time. He threw one, caught it, then the other. He caught that one, too.
“Ma!” he cried.
She was humming the B-52’s as she moved on to the pink big toe-nail of her left foot.
“Love shack…do-do-do,” she sang.
“Ma! Mom!”
“Hm?”
“Look!”
He threw one block. He caught it. He threw the second block. It tumbled from his hand onto the floor.
“Great job!” his Mother said, moving onto her right foot.
Sam sighed. He sat back onto the carpet and picked up the treacherous block. He banged it against the other block as punishment.
Then, with his mind, he lifted it. It floated above the ground, hovering at eye level.
“Ma!” Sam cried.
He made the block spin over and over in mid-air.
“Mom, look!”
His mother bobbed her head as she continued to paint.
“Great job!” she said, snapping open the green polish.
Sam sighed and let the block float back down to the carpet.
He shrugged and decided to go play with something else.
