Archive | September 2008

The Love Note

You just never know what to expect from tweenagers. My oldest, Matt, who is 11 and in the 6th grade, seems to have more hormonal ups and downs than I do. But even so, that kid surprises me.
Before school started in August, we were at the Round-up (to get his books, etc.) and he was mortified when I teased him that I was going to visit school and put little heart notes in his locker so he would know just how much I loved him. Even so, the night before school, I tacked a post-it note inside of his binder that said, “Have a great day! Love, Mom”. I didn’t expect a response, but I did assume that once he saw the bright yellow note, he would be embarrassed and throw it away.

Yesterday, three weeks later after the note, Matt wanted to show me how he had his binder more organized. He made a point of showing me the side pocket, stating: “And here is where I keep the note that you gave me on the first day of school.”

Thank goodness God blesses me with those little moments so that I can get through these hormonal times!

“But you, O Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness.” – Ps. 86: 15
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Away from the Routine

School has had a pretty good start. My youngest son is in Kindergarten and my oldest son has started middle school. My middle schooler had been getting more organized and is learning time management (amazing!) and my youngest has adjusted to Kinder, with us adding new “separation” techniques each day.

My Kindergartner, Josh, is very routine oriented, and always has been. We have developed a routine when we get home from school: remove socks, wash hands, have a snack. After a snack, he watches a video and hangs out until his older brother gets home.

Yesterday, he actually broke from his routine. When it was time for his video, instead he came to the couch where I was resting and taking a break from a very hectic and tiring day. He asked for a hug. Now Josh does this alot — asking for a hug unexpectedly. But on this afternoon, he crawled up on my lap, laid his head on my chest and gave me a sweet hug. When I asked if he was going to watch his video, he replied, “Momma, I just want to spend time with you.” And we relaxed together, doing nothing else, for quite a few minutes.

How precious that time was — how out of the routine. How much I would have missed if I would have just sent him on his way with his DVD so I could have quiet minutes to myself. I would have even missed the peacefulness of the moment if we had used the time to talk or watch TV instead of “just spend time” with each other.

It won’t be long, and those moments will be fewer and farther between. But for now, I will hang on to that memory for as long as I need to until the other one comes. It was a special way to learn that while I try to do all the things that I feel are necessary for myself and my family, allowing something “away from the routine” to happen is a way that God can surprise you with blessing.