Molli came into my room dragging her sleepy feet and held
her purple hippo by the foot as I was finishing getting ready this
morning. Her bed head was charming
and her sleepy voice greeted me, “I waked up early today Mommy, the sun is
still black.” Obviously the sun is not black, but it’s just rising later so her
usual 7:45 is no longer met with glorious sun. I smiled at her sweet pretence and led her to Gavin’s room
where he was waiting to be rescued from his crib.
Excitement overtook him as he saw us enter his room and be
began bouncing as well as he can with squeals and shrieks of delight. He handed
me his little doggy blankie and acknowledged all the good things he did in his
bed. The projector and mobile were
playing their clashing tunes and Gavin motioned to each with a point and a
“da!” as if to show me what a big boy he is that he can strike up the band
himself.
Following a diaper change, Gavin demanded to be fed
immediately, as usual. Molli
slowly obliged but truthfully food is a bore to her. Unless it’s sweets, she couldn’t care less about meals and
generally only participates for the social aspect. She is totally my daughter. My kids couldn’t be more opposite in this way. Gavin devoured at least twice what
Molli nibbled on and I set them both free to play for a few minutes, pointing
out that the sun was coming up.
I got Gavin dressed and realized that Molli wasn’t in her
room playing. I looked over and
found her sitting quietly on a stool in front of the sliding glass doors that
face the back yard. She was
sitting there with her purple hippo just watching. A gorgeous red and pink sunrise filled the sky and she knew
that it was special. I don’t know
how long she sat there but I let her just be. Finally, she turned to me and
declared, “God makes things so beautiful!”
All I can do is smile.
She makes me pause and appreciate the beauty that is everywhere. The other day we were on a walk and she
started talking about how much she loved being outside. She danced around spinning in circles,
facing the sky with her arms up and her actual words were, “I love this store!
This nature store that God made for me!”
I don’t know why she called it a store, but it made me laugh. She’s my little hippie child, my free
spirit! I’m glad that she knows to attribute all this goodness to God and I
desperately hope that she always acknowledges the beauty surrounding her.
Today I’m inspired to appreciate things a little more. I appreciate that she sings at the top
of her lungs in the car and Gavin sings “la la la la” right along with
her. I appreciate that Gavin still
wants me to hold him most of the time.
I appreciate the big toothy grin he gives me and the squishy cheeks (oh
those cheeks!) that I get to kiss whenever I want! I appreciate Molli’s desire to be active but also to sit and
read books together. I appreciate the family I have, the home we live in and
relationships that are beginning to blossom. I am tremendously blessed!
So sweet, Erin. That Molli is something else. She's got something so deep within her. . . It's amazing.
ReplyDeleteThanks for pausing to appreciate, and then to share it with me (and everyone else.) I'll strive to do the same today.
Marianne