I woke up this morning to the gentle sound of pages turning. I looked around my room without moving to find you Jack, sitting in the big brown chair and you were carefully turning one page at a time of a big book of stories that we got on your first birthday. You were looking at the pages and saying to your self any words from the page that you have memorized. I watched you for a few moments and then fell back asleep, woke up again and still heard the pages. At just under four years old, you curled yourself up in this chair with your hippo and enjoyed a single book for close to an hour. I probably watched you silently for thirty of those minutes and allowed myself to doze in peacefulness for the other thirty. You are still, just one of the most beautiful sights I can picture.
I think about writing you notes here almost daily, but time is so tight. I made time today because I don't want too many "pages" to turn and miss telling you boys about this sweet time in your life. Leading up to Jack's 4th birthday, I am going to make an effort to write some updates and tell you about yourselves. I feel there are a lot of pages being turned right now and that I am so glad that God is the head of our little household-
Today at breakfast, two quotes from Jack:
"My colon really makes a lot of toots."
"I actually already know math, sooo. Okay mama?"
I love you boys-- today I watched you run around the baseball diamond at your school. The sky was bright blue, no one else was around, I had no distractions in my mind-- all was right in the whole world for those moments. Thank you.
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