This morning I put on Sophia's winter hat. Yes, it's that time of the year, and we were heading out the door to take the boys to school on this very chilly November morning. The hat I put on her head was immediately ripped off and thrown on the floor with a very loud, resounding, "NO." Said hat is not her favorite and if I didn't realize it before, I do now.
Our other issue of the morning was having to leave to take the boys to school when Cat in the Hat was still on PBS. She threw a total fit, and kept saying "Hat" over and over again. How is it that my sweet, quiet, gentle daughter is now turning into a very opinionated 20-month-old before my eyes!!?? And now that she is talking more, she has no qualms about letting me know what's on her mind!
That said, when I put her down for a nap this afternoon and she hugged me, blew me kisses, and said, "Bye Mom"...time stood still. It's amazing to me that such love can exist, that the fierceness I feel towards my kids that would dictate me to lay down my life for them, is a love that bonds me to them forever. It's moments like those that keep me kissing those dirty faces, that keeps me smiling when I throw "clean" laundry in the washing machine simply because the boys were too lazy to put it away, or when my favorite candle stick gets broken because someone didn't obey for the 10th time when I asked them not to throw balls in the house.
I want these times to stay in my mind forever.
1 comment:
Love this post, and I feel the EXACT same way.
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