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motheroflittlelions · 6 years ago

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Lotor Gets A New Home - Lotor’s Day With Science and Stars

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Lotor was fitting in nicely here. My cats, Binx and Mr. Davidson’s Nightmare (Mister for short), were starting to get used to Kova. She kept trying to break into the boys’ club, but they were cautious.

We started working in Lotor’s bedroom. It was going to be redecorated and painted just for him, and I had a special surprise in store. We needed to leave the house for a day, so it could be prepared for him without him finding out. He was so inquisitive I wouldn’t be able to keep him away otherwise!

“Lotor! It’s time to get ready!” I called from the porch. He was playing in the orchard again, climbing trees. He was so content just sitting in the branches and listening to the birds, I knew I could find him there most of the time. Just the other day I walked out to find him fast asleep in the fork of one of the trees, a smile on his sweet face, a look of peace and bliss.

“Coming Miss Annie!” he shouted, and I saw him sprint towards me. When he was about ten feet away, he launched himself at me and I caught him, spinning him around while he laughed with his eyes closed in delight.

I kissed him all over his face, and he became a typical boy.

“Aww, come on!” he said, shaking his head. “One is enough!”

“Never, my butter bean. You deserve all of the best kisses in the world,” I said, touching my forehead to his.

He looked up at me and grinned happily, wrapping his little arms around my neck for a hug.

I picked him up and settled him on my hip. We walked up the stairs to the porch where I had lemonade waiting for us. His eyes lit up when he spied it.

“Oh, I love that drink! It’s yummy, but it makes my cheeks hurt sometimes,” he said.

“I know, me, too!” I said. “When you make me laugh it does the same thing to me.”

“Why does it do that?” he asked?

“I don’t know, sweetheart,” I answered honestly, while I poured him some and handed him a shortbread cookie.

He sat down on the porch swing and munched away happily, enjoying the light snack. I took my glass and sat down next to him and began to slowly rock the swing. We sat in the sunshine, listening to the sounds of the country, and drinking our lemonade. I wondered if he ever had times like this wherever he had come from.

“Miss Annie?” he asked, looking up at me with those expressive blue eyes. “Could I please have some more to drink?” He held his little cup out to me, looking hopeful.

“Of course, my dear! Why, that’s the exact reason I brought out an entire pitcher, just in case,” I said, getting up and filling the cup again.

His smile lit up his entire face when I handed the cup back to him and he took a loud slurping sip. I ruffled his hair, and he shook his head, making a disapproving sound.

“Silly little bean,” I said, affectionately. I took his face in my hand and brought my eyes to his. “I want to tell you something serious, Lotor, and I don’t want you to ever forget it.”

He focused all of his attention on me, looking a little frightened.

“You are special, my darling, and I am here for you,” I said, nodding. “If you ever want to talk about anything you can come to me. You will not be in trouble, and I will always come for you, no matter what.”

He looked so serious, not breaking his gaze, he nodded. I smiled warmly at him which made him break into a grin, knowing that the serious talk was over.

“It’s time to go,” I said. “We’re going on a special trip today.”

“Could you please tell me where?” he asked, turning towards you, using his innocent eyes like a weapon.

“No way, sir. You cannot use those beautiful eyes on me to make me tell!” He giggled. “I know your little tricks too well!” I said, getting up from the swing. I took our glasses back into the house while Lotor followed, trying to carry the pitcher as carefully as he could. I noticed his struggling and took it from him and placed it in the refrigerator.

“Thanks for your help! I’m so glad you carried that all the way inside for me. That would have been a long walk if I had to go back out for it,” I said, putting my hand on his shoulder. He stood taller, trying to look impressive.

“I knew you needed me to help,” he said, knowingly.

“Come on,” I said, fishing my car keys out of the basket by the door. “We have a very important appointment.”

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Lotor was very excited to see where we were going. He loved riding in the car, putting the windows down and letting the wind blow around the interior. When I would hit a bump, he would laugh and demand I do it again. I knew today was going to be a special day for him.

We pulled into the parking lot and Lotor was trying to figure out where we were. He didn’t know the language yet, although we were practicing at home every day, so I know he couldn’t read the sign. He was retaining knowledge at an astonishing rate, so I knew today would be something he wouldn’t forget for a long time.

“Miss Annie? Where are we?” he asked, cautiously.

“This is called a museum. There are all different kinds of museums but this one is a type they call Natural History,” I explained. “You will be able to learn all about life here that goes back thousands of years.”

Lotor couldn’t quite grasp what I was talking about, so I decided to show him. I got out of the car while he climbed over the seat to jump out after me. He slipped his hand in mine as we walked to the front doors. Lotor was never too comfortable being away from the farm. He would constantly be on high alert and never would wander away. He always wanted to be close to me, and I would let him. Even though he was such a young boy I knew a day would come when he would walk out the door and into a new life.

“Hey, Annie!” a male voice called out as we walked inside. Lotor froze with a terrified look on his face. I leaned down to reassure him.

“It’s ok, honey,” I said. “That’s my friend, Mr. Jason. He works here. He is a Docent. That is a person who knows all about the museum and can tell you anything you want to know.”

“He, he is a friend?” he said, hesitating.

“Yes, and I trust him completely,” I said, nodding my head. Lotor didn’t look very reassured but walked forward with me.

“Hi Mr. Jason! This is Lotor and he is staying with me. He is the smartest boy I ever met, and I know he will have a lot of questions for you today.” Mr. Jason beamed down at him.

“Hello, Lotor! I’m very glad to be your personal guide today,” he said, extending his hand. Lotor looked up at me and I smiled. He slowly put his hand out and let Mr. Jason shake it warmly.

“I arranged for him to be with us all afternoon, so you have a special tour,” I said.

“That’s true. I’m at your command,” he said, releasing Lotor’s hand and giving him a salute. Lotor put his fist across his chest and gave a slight bow in response. I quirked my eyebrow at that. He had never done that before.

“Come on, let’s go look at the dinosaurs,” Mr. Jason prompted.

“What’s a dino, dinor…” Lotor tried to say the foreign word.

“Dinosaur. It’s Latin for ‘Terrible Lizard’ but they weren’t really lizards at all…” Mr. Jason said and pointed Lotor towards the Hall of Giants. Lotor walked beside him, hands clasped behind his back, listening intently and asking questions. I walked behind the two, knowing Lotor would be profoundly uncomfortable if I wasn’t in sight.

They wandered all over the museum for hours talking about airplanes and electricity, extinct animals like dinosaurs and mastodons, but he was most excited about the planetarium. We got our own private show, which made Lotor’s eyes shine with excitement. He was overwhelmed by everything but wanted to keep asking more and more questions. Eventually we had to call it a day. Lotor was dragging his feet with exhaustion, and Mr. Jason was losing his voice.

“Lotor, I have to tell you, son, it was my pleasure to spend today with you,” Mr. Jason said, clasping his hand. “You are one very bright young man and I’m just astonished at the questions you had for me.”

Lotor smiled an embarrassed smile, looking down at his shoes. He was truly humbled by Mr. Jason’s words.

“Thanks again, so much for today,” I said, giving Mr. Jason a hug. “It was so nice to see you.”

“Likewise, Annie. You’ve got yourself an amazing little companion here,” he said, nodding.

“Come, Lotor, it’s time to go home,” I said, taking his hand. He looked up at me with very tired eyes.

“When can we come back again?” he asked.

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We walked in the door and he stopped at the threshold, wrinkling his nose.

“What is it, sweetheart?” I asked.

“It smells different in here,” he said. “I don’t know what that smell is.”

“I don’t smell anything, dear,” I said with a secretive grin. “It’s time to get washed up for supper.”

We washed our hands and I made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, sliced apples, and cups of milk to drink. We sat at the table with the radio on in the background.

“So, what was your favorite part about today?” I asked.

“Oh, Miss Annie, I don’t think I could pick a favorite part!” he said, excitedly. “I loved the dinosaurs, and the paintings and sculptures, and the mummies, and…”

“Slow down!” I said, laughing. “I can’t follow you when you go that quickly!”

“It was all so fun, I can’t pick a favorite part,” he said, matter of factly.

“I’m so glad. Did you know there are a lot of different museums all around the planet?” His eyes got wide and his smile got bigger and bigger.

“Can we go to them? Please? I want to see them all!” he jumped up in his chair.

“Lotor, please sit down,” I said gently. “You don’t want to fall and get hurt.”

He looked abashed at that and plunked himself back into his seat. His little ears flopped down at the tips and he ducked his head down.

“Honey, please, you’re ok,” I said, rubbing his arm to reassure him. “It would just break my heart if you hurt yourself.”

“I’m sorry,” he said in a very small voice.

I pushed my chair back and got up. He needed some reassurance and love right now. I moved his chair and picked him up in a hug.

“Lotor, love,” I said, “You are beyond a doubt the smartest and funnest boy I have ever known.” He looked up at me with unshed tears in his eyes. “You just have to be a little more careful. You mean the world to me, little butter bean.” He reached out and threw his arms around my neck.

“I promise I’ll listen better, Miss Annie,” he said, burying his head in my shoulder.

“Good. Now, dry those tears,” I said. “I have a surprise for you.”

He lifted his head and looked at me curiously. His eyes were shining but he wasn’t crying. I carried him up the stairs to the bedrooms.

“Now, I need you to close your eyes for me. Would you do that?” I said playfully. He nodded and immediately shut his eyes tight. “I’m going to put you down now, and I’ll take your hand to guide you.”

He reached out for me the second his feet touched the floor. I placed his hand in mine and slowly pulled him towards his bedroom. Once we reached the center of it, I let go.

“OK! Open your eyes!” I said.

He did and looked around, searching the sky-blue walls.

“I don’t see anything. Is something different?” he asked, feeling like he was missing something big. I walked back to the light switch and turned the lights off.

Immediately his room illuminated with painted stars and constellations. I had hired a special painter to come in and add the effects with glow in the dark paint. That’s why Lotor thought the house smelled funny because it smelled like the special paint.

“Oh, Miss Annie! Look at all the stars!” he whispered. “It’s beautiful!”

I walked over to him and kneeled down.

“I’m so very glad you like it, Lotor,” I said.

He kept gazing all around the room. “There’s even stars up on top!” he said, pointing to the ceiling.

“Yes, there are. All for you,” I said.

He turned and threw himself at me, giving me a big hug.

“I love you, Miss Annie,” he said, making my heart soar.

“I love you, too, my baby,” I answered.

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