The Change Constant

It's a stormy weather. Three-year-old Peter is afraid.

 "What's that?" Peter asks, sticking his body to be cuddled by his mother. 

"Son, that's a stormy weather" Young Jane replies.

 Peter is seen pointing his finger towards that direction. Jane looks on. The stormy weather suddenly becomes a down-pouring of rain. Peter is surprised.

 "Mom, why the rain? It was stormy! Now, it's a heavy rain".

 He begins to loose himself from his mother's grasp

"Well, weather changes. And as your dad would always say, 'Change is the only constant in life"'.

 Peter utters the same statement at the same time. But he doesn't understand what that means. 

"Mom, what does dad mean by 'Change is the only constant in life"'?

Jane realizes the rain has suddenly stops falling. She looks at her son, chuckling.

"It was stormy earlier, right?"

"Yeah" Peter noded

"Then rain started falling heavily. Correct?"

"Yes". Peter smiles

"Suddenly, it stops. Am I right?"

"You are, mom"

"That's exactly  what your dad is saying when he would always tell us 'Change is the only constant thing in life'''

In excitement, He eaves the close watch of his loving mom and moves around the Living Room in search of his father.

"Where is Dad? He's not around? Why?"

"Peter, your dad is at work."

"Okay mom"

"That's my boy." Jane says.

She takes  a stand from her siting position and takes  walk towards where he is standing. His eyes are staring at her. As she gets close to him, Peter finds himself leaning on her.

" Son, that's the change your dad talks about. He is out there working. He wants you to grow into a healthy and handsome Peter"

"Mom, must it be everyday dad has to work?" Peter asks. He is curious to know.

"Honey, that life for you. When you grow up, you'll understand"

"When will I grow up like dad?" He looks straight into his mother's eyes, waiting for an answer.

"Peter, just watch out" Jane answers, looking a bit upset.

Peter is seen looking around. He looks at his mother. He is not satisfied with her answer.

"When will I grow up like my dad?"

"Son, it's almost 8.00PM. Time for dinner! I'm going to the kitchen to make some Chicken and French fries for you. Your favorite!"

Peter is happy. And tries to dance around. Jane is also delighted.

"That's fine! "

Jane walks Peter as he takes his sit. She handles the TV remote censor to tune to his favorite program, Cartoon Space."

"Son, watch Carton Space. I'm going to the kitchen to prepare your food. Be that good boy you promised me to be. Don't stand up playing around. Watch Cartoon Space! Your dad will soon be back from work"

"Okay mom. Won't you prepare yours and dad's meals?"

"Never mind, sweetheart. You know what mom always say?"

Peter repeats what Jane tells him most time when he wakes from sleep. " I got us covered!!!"

He is seen watching Cartoon Space while his mom is in the kitchen preparing their meals for dinner.