Whew!! I’m tired! We spent the day at the zoo. Lions and tigers, sadly no bears yet, but, “Oh my!!” we saw a lot of God’s creatures today. What a blessing.
Eight years ago I was pondering what to pack in my bag to take to the hospital. Eight years ago I had no idea of all the joys and challenges that lay ahead of me all bundled into the baby I was carrying then.
This week Boo will turn 8! How did that time go by so fast? I know it’s a cliché, but it is so true and all you mommies know that I’m right. You change their diaper, you turn your back and they are not even toddlers, not little boys (or girls) but children. Tomorrow they will be going to college or finding their way in a new career. Isn’t God amazing? How can someone see a child born, watch them grow and not know a miracle is occurring before their eyes. Each one is a miracle.
So if you can’t tell already, I’m grateful for my Boo. He still hides around corners and tries to scare the daylights out of us (hence the moniker—Boo. Get it? Favorite thing to say—“BOOOOOO!”). He still likes to snuggle on my lap in the morning even though his legs don’t fit so well. For some reason he tells me I’m the best mommy and that I’m beautiful. Who am I to disabuse him of that nonsense? He choreographs his own dances, danced to his own compositions. He writes really intense and surprising stories—still a little short, but very dramatic. He creates costumes and personas all day long.
This child is also the child who forgets his math sometimes from one day to the next when he thinks it might be to his benefit. He’s my daydreamer and comedian who sometimes doesn’t know when to shut it down.
Boo loves little children and babies. He is gentle with them and with animals. He loves his dance teachers and his religion teachers and never, never disrupts their classes. He is a country boy who sadly is bound in the concrete of the city. He gives awesome hugs.
I’m grateful that I’m his mom. I pray God guides me and guards us every step of the way.
What are you grateful for?
The grateful and gracious mom, Christine at Brady’s Bunch started Grains of Gratitude. I’m always grateful to hear how much she loves her children.