Excerpt from my journal this past week:
Two mornings ago, I found the boys in their room -- Andrew in the windowsill, looking down at the stream, and Elijah lying on his back on the floor with some little trucks -- singing Silent Night.
Last night, Elijah came to me on the couch before bed, put his arm around me and laid his head on my shoulder.
Today I was explaining to Andrew (after a rather rough patch) that when he was disobedient it made me sad. His face crumpled into a pout. Tears started rolling down his face, and he said "Mommy, my face is very sad", then collapsed into wails.
Tonight, Elijah talked and sang himself to sleep. Overheard: discussions with himself about the movie "Cars", sung portions of the Veggie Tales Theme Song and Silent Night.
These are moments, snapshots in my life which will never repeat. I'm beginning to understand the difference between "living through" a life stage/situation and living fully in it. The choice is mine.
Two parents, four children, and our adventures in food, music and travel.
5 comments:
Oh, how sweet! I love when I catch Zoey singing or talking to herself. She has such an imagination! This morning she crawled into bed with me and cuddled for about 15 minutes. It was so wonderful. Usually she just jumps around until I get up. She must have known I needed a little special time with her. Last night I was in tears when she wouldn't hug me goodnight. I said "Where is my baby girl" and she answered "gone." It was gut wrenching to know that my baby is growing up so fast. ~A
Beautifully said.
Yesterday I called Canaan and, coughing due to a persistent cold, asked him how he was.
"I'm doing good," he replied. "Daddy, are you sick?"
"Yeah buddy," I answered. "Daddy's sick."
"Oh." He paused. "Want some jellybeans?"
/sigh
Remember when candy made everything "all better"?
WHAAAAAAT!?! Candy doesn't cure all!?! Why didn't somebody tell me this!?! That's it, somebody's getting fired.
WHAAAAAAT!?! Candy doesn't cure all!?! Why didn't somebody tell me this!?! That's it, somebody's getting fired.
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