Today I am thankful for the little moments… the ones that often drive me crazy… but will disappear quicker than I realize.
Today I am grateful for after dinner activities. The time when all should be settling down, when I am exhausted, when dishes need done, and when bath time is running late and patience is running low.
These are the times when he…
Jumps on his hand painted stool and plays in the water until my counters, his shirt and my floors are soaked. He laughs so hard and thinks he’s helping me cook.
It drives me crazy. It was driving me crazy today as he’d spilled water all over at least 3 other times today doing this activity. And then I took my camera and got his picture. I wonder when this won’t be fun anymore, when he won’t even want to have dinner with us, when he’ll be quick to have other, – more pressing plans than playing in my sink.
I am thankful for his wet mess today, my wet floors, his goofy two year old smile and dirty baby feet. All of it. All of his little moments.
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Today I am thankful for the little moments… the ones that often drive me crazy… but will disappear quicker than I realize.
Today I am grateful for after dinner activities. The time when all should be settling down, when I am exhausted, dishes need done, bathtime is running late and patience is running low.
These are the times when she…
Sits on a plastic motorcycle (because I’ve hidden the piano bench) and bangs away on this pink piano from her Pop. It is remarkably annoying and just at the wrong times. She bangs with either hand, singing at the top of her lungs, tonight a tune about ‘the snail with the mail’.
I often find myself raising my voice to her… ‘please! not NOW! Not the piano… it’s a crazy time!’. Tonight, I asked her to turn and smile at me between songs so I could take her picture. Tonight, I am relishing in the baby voice that still doesn’t pronounce ‘r's’ very well and the 5 year old mind that smiles and loves making up songs with rhymes and animals.
I am thankful that she fits on that tiny little plastic motorcycle. Before I can blink, this prized piano will be nothing more than a makeshift side table, the little mini keys collecting dust because my ‘babies’ will have long overgrown the need to beat on it and make music after dinner. This little girl will be way too cool for songs for mom and dad and will have events to attend and much different priorities.
I am especially glad that I’ve taken the time to appreciate all that is such a blessing right under my roof … during the craziest time of the day.
Today, I am thankful for the little moments…
~K
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