“As you walk to the boundary of your understanding into the twilight of uncertainty, exercising faith, you will be led to find solutions you would not obtain otherwise.” Elder Richard G. Scott.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

In love with my kids

Some days I love my kids so much, I cannot express it.
Wait, that is almost every day.
Lately, I have been falling in love with them more and more.
They are all to a stage where they are a bit more independent and so I think they don't always need me.
But they do.
Take today for an example.
L had something in his eye, what, I have no clue. 
Probably an eyelash.
It kinda freaked him out a bit.
He started crying and I told him that was a good thing.
That gave him permission to bawl.
What a funny kid.
He looked at me and said, "Mom, I know why it still hurts, I have not prayed."
So, he said the most sincere little prayer uttered from his lips.
After a few more minutes of him crying to get it out, he was o.k and whatever it was came out.
He then prayed to say Thanks for helping it to not hurt.

Then, we were out and about and I asked him if he knew I loved him. 
He said Yes.
I asked how he knew.
He said he knew because I was nice and kind to him.
And that I was wonderful to him as well.
And that he would not change a thing about me.
THAT is true love, on his part and mine.

B keeps coming up to me and letting me know how much he loves me. 
Tells me I am the best snuggler around.
I like that title.
He is becoming such a confident young man.
He will be 7 in a few days and I wonder where did the time go?
He went from this little being of a person, to a little tub of lard.
Oh, how I loved those rolls!
Then he was the little toddler who went and followed his brother around everywhere.
Now, he is still very close to both his siblings but is just more mature in his choices.
If you want to hear him say the word mature, just ask him. 
It's so cute how he says it.

Little Miss M is known as the Destroying Angel, Chatterbox, Tornado.
Think of the busiest kid you know, times it by 100, then times it again by 100, and you might have her.
Most days I fight a loosing battle with her. 
I can clean 1 room, turn around and 3 are destroyed.
Sure, she looks charming enough, this cute little 2 year old who does not look her age but her language is deceiving as to how old she is.
Spend some time with her.
She's busy.

I just love being their mom.
I am proud to be their mom.
I think they are wonderful.