They make me laugh. They make me cry. They make me think. They make me choose to be a better person.
I told Z. today ,as she was making wishes for her tomorrow, that my wish was, that I could keep her little like she is forever.
She just smiled at me.
That is how I want to keep her.
Somedays, though, I wonder just how I will make it through one more 2year old tantrum without knowing where D.'s stash of Swiss chocolate is hidden.
Most times are like this week though, lots of laughs, lots of learning.
(Yes, the dog is sticking her tongue out at You!)When I asked Z. about her Sunday school lesson today she told me that only the "mini kids" got to help with sharing time. She is big into helping so it was devastating. I couldnt stop my laugh long enough to show my sympathy though. Mini kids! She is tall for her age but come on, they are only like a head shorter, and those are the 3 year olds! I think the Starwars minikits and the nearby minipark has got her thinking mini.
(Peek a boo is still fun!)S. has a new way of talking that may seem confused. She asks for help "up-ing" and help "off-ing". Makes sense when I think of her other actions. Playing,Running, Crying. The most funny to me is "lunching" which is telling me I better have some dinner planned 'cuz its too late, she's starving.
(Science Fair display,and glowbracelet(?))N. came home from school dying to tell me all about pajama day. In the early grades its awesome to get to wear your pjs, its not as cool though to a 4th grader. Well, thats not exactly true, if you wear the wrong type of pjs its not as cool. He had my favorite "trying not to let my whole face crack because of my giant smile" look on, as he described one of the older kids zip up-footed "the kind that everyone hates", "like from the 60's or 90's" pjs. 60's or 90's?! Anyways, I just love that kid!
(Not the tallest Merrill, just the most heart)T. got in on a conversation we were having about the dog and her knees and hips. Her legs are small and her body is big which can make it tough. She young and sporty (aka RocketDog ) but it causes worry when the kids pick her front legs up and make her dance on her little back legs.( I think I am a protective mother since she can beg at the gate to be let out on just her back legs just fine, she is actually jumping like 2 feet in the air over and over, just fine) So, we described her knees as "grandma" knees to the kids to give them a visual connection to grandma in a wheelchair and Izzy after "dancing". T. understood very well , he even came up with his own visual. "Daddy has grandma knees!". I havent heard a moan out of D. about his old, creaky knees since!
Cherish Each Day with Your Families
MonsonTS_96_rgb.jpg" class="gempic"> "Near the end of his life, one father looked back on how he had spent his time on earth. An acclaimed, respected author of numerous scholarly works, he said, 'I wish I had written one less book and taken my children fishing more often.'
"Time passes quickly. Many parents say that it seems like yesterday that their children were born. Now those children are grown, perhaps with children of their own. 'Where did the years go?' they ask. We cannot call back time that is past, we cannot stop time that now is, and we cannot experience the future in our present state. Time is a gift, a treasure not to be put aside for the future but to be used wisely in the present."
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Such a sweet post! I've been thinking about this same topic a lot lately. My Josh starts kindergarten next year, and I find myself wondering if I've done enough, taught him enough, enjoyed him enough.
Thank you for the reminder to find joy in my children, every minute!
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