Friday, May 29, 2009
My Bad
I heard the kids in the bathroom a few moments ago with the door mostly shut. Normally, this means they are making some serious mischief! Usually involving soap, water, and an overflowing sink...So I went stomping in there, all ready to discipline them for whatever deed they were doing. Well, the door was shut because Jonathan had to open the bathroom closet door, and the reason he did that was to get a band-aid for his sister. When I stormed in there, ready to yell, he had the band-aid out, unwrapped, and was tenderly applying it to Anna's finger. He was talking to her calmly, soothingly, the whole time. They were so cute with their heads bent together over her finger. I guess she got a boo-boo while they were playing, and instead of coming to get me, Jonathan took action on the First-Aid himself. These are the little moments when I feel like we are doing something right. When I see them show compassion and concern for each other, it makes me prouder than a 100 good grades on a report card, or 20 awesome piano recitals ever will. They are good where it matters, kind when it counts, and I can rest easy that (at times, IN SPITE OF ME) they are turning out to be great people.
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Not "in spite of" you.
But because of you.
You two are the best parents in the world!
Thank you Meredith and Dave! I really feel like I am fumbling most of the time... Especially weeks like this when I have a bad ear infection and fever and the kids are basically running wild and eating 20 popsicles a day... The other day I actually thumped Anna in the head with a celery stick. I was trying to prepare it for her and she was SCREECHING at me about Don't cut it! I want it bigger! Don't wash it! I want to do it myself! And that little voice was just piercing my ear, and I just turned around and thumped her on the head with the celery stick. I didn't smack her in the face or anything, just bop! on top of her head. Of course, she started crying, but then, (I LOVE THIS CHILD) when I handed her the celery she started screaming and slapping me with it back. Good for her. AFter we both calmed down, I told her I was sorry and I was wrong to hit her in the head with celery. So that's sort of what I was thinking of when I said in spite of me.
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