randomness…
Yesterday, I watched my husband. He sat in this recliner in the corner of our room reading a book. I looked on the floor and there was a race car, part of a train track, a sippy cup pushed under the dresser, and a white stuffed dog with a pink belt around its neck. I giggled to myself and went over to hug him. He sat there, so relaxed, as if he was at a resort and there was nothing to do. That is one thing I love about him, but at the same time something that can drive me absolutely crazy… he has no problem relaxing. While I run around fretting about laundry, dishes, and dinner. He can sit contently and read a book amidst the chaos. Although I have found this behavior to be aggravating. On this day, it reminded me to chill out, the dishes aren’t going anywhere.
I curled into his lap as the kids played in the other room. I told him to listen; we didn’t hear anything. And for those few seconds we laughed together remembering how quiet our home used to be, prior to Sophia and Troy. Then we expressed concern in the silence, because that had to mean the two of them were up to no good.
The silence was broken by a scream from the other room, “TROYYYY-“
Followed by, “Sissy-, No!”
In the next moment, they came running into our room arguing about… I don’t even know what!?
Tony looked at me and said, “Someday we will wish they were home with us again.” We laughed as we agreed that this moment will pass quickly and we should enjoy every second with our terrible twosome.
I have been away from the blog world for a little while. I was taking a rather difficult course in college and every free moment I had was devoted to that horrendous class. The class was an “in depth study into child development”. As a parent, I think this class pin pointed everything I did that was wrong! It was quite a humbling experience. As I finished the course, we were to compose a research paper based on the material we had studied. How can I put everything into a 10 page research paper? I don’t think anyone really understands child development anyway!? There are lots of theories but ultimately all children are different and there is no single way to raise them. So- I am glad to announce the class is complete and I’m looking forward to having time to blog again.
On a totally different note: I read some really great books in the past few weeks. They are children’s books, but really books for us mothers. I’d love to share them with you.
Warning: they are real tear jerkers.
“Someday”by Allison Mcghee and Peter H. Reynolds (This is a beautiful book for mothers of daughters)
“Let me hold you longer”by Karen Kingsbury (This is a great book reminding us to remember the precious moments with our children)
I read, “Someday” to Sophia and cried my head off!!
Then reading “Let me hold you longer” to Troy, he kept saying, “momma you sad?”
As I sobbed, “no they are happy tears…”
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June 7th, 2010 at 1:52 pm
My mom used to read to me “I Love You Forever” and still cries when she thinks of that book. It is such a sad but meaningful book about the transition of life from raising your children to then have them take care of you as a parent. It is worth a read if you have the chance.
Blair Townley
LAKE Magazine staff writer