Hum.....while I am at Costco I better stock up on some good grilling meats as well!
I know I have said this over and over again, but I love having boys. That bond between mother and son is so precious it's almost romantic -- in a non sexual way! The time we cuddle together is priceless. When he kisses me good night I feel like I am the only lady in his eyes, but as years pass I know this will change. His feet are still the cutest part of his body and I don't mind grabbing his toes and giving them a smooch every now and then. Gross? I don't care!
So here I am sandwiched between Steve, Matt and Mark -- I wouldn't have it any other way!
Yesterday I needed to leave and take Matt to karate and tackle some errands before picking him up. You know that feeling when you’re about to walk out the door anticipating the cries of your child. “Oh, mommy, please don’t go!!!” Well, I was ready....
.....nothing....he’s actually laughing! He told me “bye bye” with such confidence. Out the door I went without a whimper.
Upon returning home I walk thru the door and instead of Mark running to greet me shouting “maaaaaa”, I found him kicked-back on the glider watching TV with Dad. He just smiled and stayed put. Guess it wasn’t a big deal after all.
He’s growing up. Figuring out his emotions and learning how to cope. He’s needing mommy less and slowly learning independence. (Bittersweet, I know.) It made me think about my spiritual journey knowing Jesus. At first we crawl and then walk. We drink the milk of the Word and then learn to digest the meaty parts. We are dependent, then learn independence as we learn our confidence of who we are in Christ. We need discipling and then in turn disciple others. Our journeys are constantly evolving. Growing. Changing. We are being molded. Shaped. Pruned. And through all the disappointments, trials, joy, grief, comforts, peace, illnesses......our God loves us the same!!
Here are some hilarious secrets Steve, Matt and I shared with each other this morning:
- "Tickle Mom" (Matt to Steve)
- "Beans and bacon" (Steve to Matt)
- "Turkey legs" (I to Matt)
At this point I am mauled by Steve and Matt with tickle-torture.
- "Tushy" (I to Matt)
- "Toilet, poop, underwear...." (Matt to everyone -- you know how that goes!)
- "Tickle Mom" (Matt to Steve)
Guess what happened again???
It's our lives. Our memories. My family!!
Then I spray a disinfectant cleaner in the bathroom. I get a repulsed comment like, "Ugh, Mom, what is that smell?" Puzzling.
Top three things I would want on a deserted island:
1. Solar-powered phone (communicating with people makes me sane)
2. A huge box of matches (watching Tom Hanks work so hard to make fire frustrated me)
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This weekend was nice. The boys slept in. Mark is 100% back to his usual healthy self and sleeping well. Matt watched his morning cartoons. We ate breakfast as a family. Made a trip out to Costco (love that place). Enjoyed the comforts of home during these windy/snowy days. (Spring is less than a month away!!)
I look back a week ago when I was frustrated and realize I have overcome another mountain. Moms know a home full of sick kids is no fun when you're juggling the usual chores. I had to remind myself there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Sometimes I have to remember this blog is called GLASS HALF FULL during my half empty days.
There were moments when I started having a pity party, but I was reminded of Julia. God knocked some sense into me and I snapped out of it.