But every so often, the stress level of my children seems to normalize and we get a glimpse of what most would consider a normal day. It is in these glimpses that I am reminded God has not forsaken me in my mothering, and the hope of healing for my boys and better days for our family lives. In these rare but precious moments life seems to slow down. We enjoy late morning breakfast, coffee on the front porch, movies in PJ's while the sun is shining and Lego's scattered and not rushing to finish either. We catch our breath, and enjoy.
|Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory and breakfast in bed- sorta|
|Playing around in Kmart|
|We weren't finished playing just yet|
And lest I get too comfortable in the normal, I only need walk into Daycare, be summoned into the office and told of my middle child having not only called a little girl an inappropriate name, but proceeding to share with his entire classroom an adjective filled description of his mommy's rather personal body part of same name. I was not convinced that this little conference was "not so bad" as Miss K. described while giggling and shutting the office door.
Humor indeed keeps me sane, and counting big and small gifts
1000 Gifts #456 - 475
surprise unhurried call home from Shayne
baby deer unafraid, letting me talk to him as if we were old friends
unexpected out loud laughter
Miss Beth telling me how much she just loves my middle son- and the cold chills knowing there has been progress even if unseen to me
baby birds outside my office window
adult conversations with my oldest child
Boxing matches in Kmart
Dinner with Rex and Shayne, and the memories of simpler life
Coffee's shared at a bookstore, late
more unprompted laughter
pool invitation and chillin' at Grandma Bev's
Breanna, and her ability to care for and handle my little boys while I play with my big boys
bargain finds for big boy rooms
backyard pool and exhaustion it brings people age 6 and under
catching a glimpse of a father-son hug
long walk with Shayne exploring God's creation
feeling safe with my son in the presence of serpents- ewwwww!
dishes done by husband sweet
What 'ya thankful for?