I just finished a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios, I’m drinking coffee and Eli is looking right at me and smiling. Seriously. I just looked over at him and we smiled and made eyes at each other. He’s sitting in his bumbo and playing with a plethora of toys that are surrounding him.
This morning, as I finished up feeding him, I sat him on my lap to burp him. He smiled real big at me and looked at me with his big handsome eyes. He noticed some hair fallen on the side of my face. He reached for it, smiled and started screaming. It was awesome.
Yesterday, both Anna and Noah had dentist appointments. Friends, one of these days, I am going to sit and tell you the story of the dentist and our kids. It is gruesome but dangit, it has such a happy ending. Noah had a tooth pulled yesterday, no nitrous, a tooth pulled and a spacer put in and he walked out and said “man, going to the dentist is SO COOL.” Seriously, he is so cool. I love that kid.
Yesterday morning, he and I were lying in bed together, discussing school. He was talking about reading and told me what level he made it to, I told him that he was a reading wizard. He thought for a second and nodded, “you’re right,” he said softly “I am reading lizard.” He really like being called a reading lizard.
Anna is finding her way. It’s hard being a 7 year old girl. You so badly want to be older and please do not tell me that it gets worse or JUST WAIT UNTIL SHE’S A TEENAGER because I know. I KNOW. I need to take this journey of having a girl day by day, minute by minute.
She sings herself to sleep. Every single night. One of these days, I’m going to put all responsibilities aside and sit on the floor in the hall and just listen to her sweet voice making up lyrics, humming or singing Taylor Swift songs. Apparently, she writes her own songs. The kids and I were driving, we always take turns picking songs from my iPhone. She said she’d like to sing a song she wrote. She told me the name. Noah groaned…not this song again….
Apparently, she’s been practicing this song with Noah.
And then she sang a real honest to God song with a chorus and a catchy melody. (I still wonder if it’s a song I’ve just never heard before but that’s just between you and me.) It doesn’t matter. It was really beautiful.
This week had a lot of ugliness to it. I refuse to go into more detail except that some people, especially those hiding behind their computers, can be so cruel and this week, I was the victim. (more than you’ll EVER know.)
I let myself get hurt by it but I’m also letting myself be grateful that my kids, husband and I, we love a lot. And I love that.
And we are not perfect. We fight and scowl, we complain, we hurt, our house is a horrible mess, we eat greasy food, but right now, I don’t care.
I’m so proud that we are not the type to reach out to others to simply hurt them and if I teach my kids one thing in their life, it’s that everyone has value, everyone has feelings and to always be friendly.
So, I guess I’m grateful for this person who decided to reach out to hurt my feelings because I’m reminded that we are doing something right. Every single day.