It has been
almost 9 months since I joined the blogosphere. I figure that, at this
point, most of my readers know that I am sappy, and those readers who
don't care for my sentimental meanderings have wandered away to one or
more of the many less emotional, probably more creative, blogs that are
in endless supply on the net. I am not hurt by any loss of readers
since I mostly write this blog for myself and my family and to keep in
touch with my friends and loved ones near and far. It serves primarily
as a place to store and share memories, which are very important to this
melancholy girl, and I try to put down an intelligent thought or two
from time to time. So why should I not share with you the milestones my
precious little ones have crossed today?
Ava rode her
bicycle this evening. She actually won a beautiful, purple bike with
sparkly streamers and a cute little white basket on the front at our
church carnival last July. It was taller than she was at the time. The
purchaser was very kind and offered us the receipt for the bike when
they saw how tiny Ava was (she was only 2). We went to Wal-mart and
exchanged it for a smaller, more appropriate bicycle for her tiny legs,
but she still couldn't ride it last year. The motor skills just weren't
there. Today, she definitely used those always improving motor
skills. She hasn't perfected it yet, but she'll be cruising with Dora
(it is a Dora the Explorer bicycle) in not time flat(maybe I shouldn't
use the word flat since we're talking about bicycles)!
Lukas took a
shower this evening by himself, well almost by himself. He had a little
help from Daddy who made sure he didn't use too much shampoo. I must
admit that when he asked if he could shower instead of taking a bath, I
immediately said yes and tears formed in my eyes. Is that not
ridiculous? My 5 year old was sitting across from me while we were
picnicking on the back patio repeatedly asking my why I was crying and
what was wrong. He has a knack for empathy, which is a trait that I
will always treasure in him. Eric blessed me by telling Lukas that I
was okay and that he hadn't done or said anything wrong. Goodness.
What a sappy mama! He did tell me later that he thinks he'll still want
to take a bath sometimes since he still likes to play in the tub, but
he's mostly planning to shower from now on. Do 5 year olds usually
shower? This was not in my plan for a few more years!
I try to prepare
myself for these growing up moments. I'm always as proud as a peacock
when they learn something new or show signs of maturity or good
character traits. BUT...I still can't help but dwell on the "lasts" in
their lives. Firsts are almost always accompanied by lasts when it
comes to growing up. Who knows what we'll be moving onto tomorrow?
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