"…And she smiles at the future." ~Proverbs 31:25

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Enjoying the dailiness of life

We love the big stuff. The family vacations. The holidays. The social gatherings. The events. We look forward to the things that are big and flashy and fun, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But today I’ve been thinking about the fact that, if we look for it, there’s a lot of joy to be found in the everyday moments of life, too.

I thought about that when our toddler was eating a lollipop today, and I asked her what flavor it was, and she joyfully screamed out, “IT’S BANANA SLIPPER!”

(Obviously, the flavor was banana split, but I know where she got her answer, because I happen to know what her slippers look like.)

I thought about it again when that same toddler called out, “Look, Mommy, we’re ballets!”

(Right after this picture was taken, they went back to dancing.  Troy jumped in with them, until Remi called out, “Daddy, stop dancing! You’re a boy!”)

I thought about it when I listened to Addy and Troy playing the piano.

I thought about it while I was watching Abbott and Costello clips with my teenage boys.

I thought about it when I listened to the kids’ prayers.

I thought about it when we were all dancing together in the living room.

I thought about it when the kids complimented the dinner I’d made.

I thought about it when I found this in the gameroom:

(It’s not like we don’t have toy baby beds and blankets, but this shoe box/washcloth combo works, too!)

I thought about it again when we found this note pinned to the wall above our bed:

I thought about it while listening to my son on the way home from Bible class, as he shared his ideas for ways to tell others about the church.

I thought about it when I checked on the girls tonight and found them all snuggled up together as they slept.

There are so many special, magical moments sprinkled throughout each of our days, and while they might be obscured by the routine goings-on of everyday life, we’ll find them if we take the time to look. I’d love to hear what you’ve noticed today.

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I should have listened

She pranced into the room, smiling,  and tossed these at me.

Surely I’m not the only mom ever to use the “I’m-not-a-trash-can” line…right? But, she’s only two, so I held back on that one and responded instead with, “Remington! You know better than that! What do we do with our trash?”

She looked up at me with those big green eyes…a little puzzled, a little dejected…but her tentative smile remained as she explained, “Oh, Mommy, those aren’t trash! Those are your notes!” Now, I was the puzzled one. She went on.

“Those are cards. They say, ‘Thank you, Mommy, for letting me eat my own chocolate out of my own bucket. I love you so much!’

Ouch.

I immediately remembered the lesson we’d had in Bible class less than two days before on being quick to listen and slow to speak. Once again, here was one of my children driving the point home for me.

I know toddlers don’t have as many communications options at their fingertips, and I wish I would have listened first, before jumping in with a lesson on proper trash disposal. She was expressing love. I should have listened. (As my teenagers would say…FAIL.)

I know I’m not the only one who fails in this area (or struggles with parent-guilt). I’m glad for the reminder to listen–really listen–first, then speak. I need to do this more with my husband. I need to do this with ALL my children. I need to do this with everyone I interact with, just as I want everyone else to do for me.

Thanks, little Remi, for this reminder. I love your sweet notes, and they’re definitely not going in the trash.

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Money couldn’t buy these

One of the best things about our sweet Addison is that she loves to keep us supplied with plenty of cheery little notes. Here are a  few examples from the past week alone:

This first one was for Connor after he hit his head on a wall while wrestling with his brother. In other words,  Addy had nothing to do with what happened, but she immediately started doing her thing to cheer him up. And really, how could this not make you smile?

She also gave him two others that day, including this one:

…which opened into this:

When I was sick she hand delivered this one to me:

But perhaps this one is my favorite of the week…She gave it to her daddy and now it hangs near his bathroom sink to encourage him each day:

This little girl makes me want to be an encourager, too. Her handwriting and spelling aren’t perfect but her heart is humongous and she makes everyone around her smile.

What lessons have you learned from your child(ren)? I’d love to hear about them…

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