
Silent Papa
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Category : Stories
Sub Category : Childrens
It was 6:00am, Saturday. The alarm clock started vibrating. I got my hand and turned it off. I yawned and stretched my arms. I felt like something warm was around me i looked a saw my foster son was still laying next to me. I smiled. I started playing with his hair until he suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at me. He smiled, sticking his tongue out me. I pointed to the window, he got up and opened the curtain letting the sunshine in. The sky was blue and there were some white puffy clouds. I got up and opened the window. I could smell the scent of rain from last night's storm. My son was saying something to me because his mouth was moving but i couldn't hear it. I should probably tell you now I'm deaf. I can only talk through sign. I do wear hearing aids but only in public at home i keep it off. I playfully place a hand on my ear and mouthed "What?" Making him laugh. He rembered he needed to sign so he started to fingerspell to me, "Isn't a beautiful day?" "Yes. Very." "Just like you Papa!" I smiled. "Yep just like me". I suddenly lifted him up, spun him around and around, then i took back into bed and and wrapped the blankets around the both of us then my arms around him. He turned to face me fingerspelling, "Let me go" "No. You're my teddy bear and i want to sleep a little longer" He persisted, trying to break free from my grasp until finally i let go. "I'm hungry" he signed. "I'm gonna get some breakfast. " "Okay" I made a crying sign. Placing two indects fingers on my cheeks and running them down indicating they're tears. Max, my foster son, feeling bad jumped back into bed and squeezed my neck. I hugged him back. I sat up, criss crossed my legs and put him on them and laid my forehead against his. He smiled, i smiled. I fingerspelled, "I'm kidding I'm not sad. You want some breakfast?" "Yes, please." "May i join you?" "Yes!" "OK lets go!" We got up to leave the room when he tugged my pants, i turned and he signed, "I love you. Silent Papa." I signed, "I love you, my beautiful Angel." I picked him up and gave him a tight hug then we headed downstairs.