Alright, I’m going to need a moment to brag on my boys. Indulge me for just a minute. Ya’ll know I don’t do this often. I find no need to put on a façade that our lives our perfect or that this journey of motherhood is easy or that I have it all figured out. I just want to record the reality of our lives as a family.
All of it: the beautiful blessings and the messy raindrops.
I want to be honest and true so that, one day, Ben and Nathan (and their future siblings) can read these words and know what really went on in our daily lives. I want them to know that I struggled and messed up sometimes.
And, most importantly, I want them to understand my heart. I want them to know that I am striving to lead them through their childhood years on a path to becoming men of God. I want them to have compassion, tenderness and truth. I want them to know that they are abundantly and recklessly loved. That they are vital and important.
Now, when I used the word “brag” earlier, I’m sure some of you cringed. You prepared yourselves for tales of milestones attained and evidence of my child prodigies. You know, the important stuff all of us moms discuss at the playground. The stuff we use as a barometer of our child’s development and future potential for success.
I am not going to tell you that the boys can speak several languages, or even just English for that matter. No, they do not know sign language. Although, to give them credit, they do use the completely made up signs that Dave and I taught them. Waving your arms in an “X” in front of your tray means, “All Done” and waving “bye bye” means “Thank you.”
I told you they were made up.
Brace yourselves, folks. This is EVEN better.
The boys were spending the afternoon with Nana (not NaNa, as in my mom, but Nana as in my mom’s mom. It is pronounced “NawNaw.” Don’t even ask. Dave thinks people in the south make words up. I take offense to this. Or it is 100% true. But that is not the point of the story), they were playing and she went and got them a snack. We won’t even talk about what the snack was…all I’ll say is that I’m not there and they are being extremely spoiled.
Anyway, she got them a snack and look what they did:
They sat right there on the floor to eat it.
Okay. I know you don’t get it. See, I told you they weren’t out there winning spelling bees. This is the stuff we celebrate in our family.
So, I am loving this because I always tell them to sit on their bottom when they are eating their snacks. They completely obeyed today at Nana’s and I wasn’t even there to remind them.
Granted, they weren’t on a chair at a table but that is a MINOR detail. They were on their bottoms!
My sister Lori sent me this text afterward, “Nana kept talking about how well behaved the boys are. And, they both hugged and kissed her several times…she was ecstatic.”
Oh my sweet, precious boys. They know how much Nana loves some sugar. And hugs.
See why I’m bragging? They have the most kind hearts and they make me so proud ALL THE TIME. It’s all of these little things that mean so much to this mama’s heart. These little things are big to me. And I am bursting with love for these boys.
Thanks for indulging me friends. I will return the favor any day.