Bedtime
at our house involves some of our favorite family rituals, and
sometimes it holds some of our least favorite troubles as well. The
kids are tired, and so, like all children, they don't always make the
right choices. In the midst of Ava being scolded for the umpteenth(this
is a real word in my world) time by her Daddy, I looked at her in a
typical mommy stance with my hands on my hips and said, "You are being a
naughty girl tonight, aren't you?" She looked at me in utter
seriousness and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Well, I am rather
tired." I turned away from her and walked down the stairs because the
way she said it made me smile from ear to ear, and I, of course, did not
want her to see me smiling at her little indiscretions. Sometimes, the
things kids say help to put everything in perspective, don't they?
After
that incident, we were praying with the kids before bed as we do every
night. I have had friends tell me that their kids do everything they
can to stretch out bedtime by blessing every person they know during
their prayers(you know, like the clerk at the grocery store they saw two
weeks ago), but my kids have never done so. Tonight, however, Lukas
ended his prayer the way he has been doing so more and more often. "And
God, thank you for my Mom and Dad and Ava cuz I love them so, so, so,
so, so, so, so, so, so, sooo, soooo, SOOOOOO MUCH. Amen." I was about 2
more so's from telling him to say amen.
We
also have notes on the refrigerator right now which Lukas wrote to us
last week. I am loving these notes. As the mommy who spends my days
with my kids and rarely has a moment without them, I completely
understand when they argue over daddy time. Who gets to sit by Daddy,
who gets to pick a game to play with Daddy, and on and on it goes. When
Lukas wrote these notes to us last week, I had to laugh out loud, but
not in front of him, of course. It kind of put it all into perspective
for me and made me feel good.
My note says:
Dear Mom,
I love you. You're the best.
Love,
Lukas.
Lukas.
Eric's note says:
Dear Dad,
I love you as much as I love Mom.
Love,
Lukas
Lukas
That
was good stuff for me. I don't even know why I thought it was so
hilarious. I just enjoyed it very much and wanted to share it. Mostly,
I just want to remember it. Of course, those notes will be going in a
scrapbook or memory file somewhere to keep forever. Things like that
are priceless. I'm sure I'll read them again years from now and smile
even more than I am now. My kids are great. They warm my heart every
single day. I don't know what I'd do without them.
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