Those Little Big Moments

Do you ever have those moments in life that are so pure and so perfect, that you just couldn't possibly love your life more than you already do?

I had that today. My middle child, Kensi, is home from school today because her teachers have a "Kindergarten Roundup" for the next two days. It's where they screen the new kindergartners for the next school year. Kensi gets her weekend a bit early. Since Isabelle is in 1st grade, she had school today so it's just me, Kensi, and William.

I'm in the kitchen cleaning it up and I hear them just a-giggling away. Come around the corner to see this:

 

 

She had gotten on his bumblebee and was bouncing around. He saw her and wanted to get on it. So she scooted back (and almost fell off) to give him some room. He was one happy camper! They were both only on it for a few minutes before they got off, but it was a really sweet moment.

 

After a little while it got a little quieter in the house. Normally that would mean that something not good was happening. I hear Kensi in her sing song voice playing with Barbies. I can hear William ramming trucks together. Come around the other corner and see this:



 

 

They had gotten a little tired of playing with each other and started doing their own thing. But they made sure they were right next to each other.

 

I absolutely love how much love there is between these two. Kensi is old enough to play with her big sister, Isabelle, but still young enough to have fun with William too. He gets left out of a lot of things because he's the only boy. But Kensi always makes sure she makes time to play with him too. 

 

Being a stay at home mom is hard and sometimes I wonder if I should go back to work. Then I see moments like this and I just cant imagine missing them. I love being able to watch the kids grow into their own and have their own personalities. I didn't miss any first steps. I didn't miss any first words. I didn't miss any firsts with any of them. I have been here for it all.

 

 

Once William is in school, I'm going to get something part time to help with income. I'm almost dreading it because I love being home so much. I take so much pride in "keeping" my house. I feel such a sense of accomplishment when I get it all cleaned up and pretty. At the end of the night, after I've picked up from the day and have made my "Mommy Rounds", I just feel so content. My kids go to bed every night knowing with absolute certainty that Mommy will be here when they get up and when they get home from school.

 

These moments today make all the hard days worth it. There isn't enough money in the world that could buy me the moment I had today.



I saw a post on Facebook where a Mom found out her son had "put his hands on someone's daughter" so she made him use his birthday money to buy her gifts, and also write a heartfelt apology letter as well. My first, gut reaction was straight up applause. She not only nipped it in the bud, but she didn't make excuses and coddle him. I feel like kids nowadays are coddled way too much....but that could be just me.

 Anyway, there were a lot of comments praising her, but also a lot saying it could teach him that hitting girls is ok as long as you buy things for them after. Which, has some validity, I wont deny that........but.........he's a kid. Neither you or I have any idea what kind of conversation took place before and after that picture/post was done. I'm assuming that since she took the initiative to punish him in that way, there was also a conversation had about how it is wrong to hit girls. Really, nobody should be hitting anybody, but that's besides the point.

It bothers me how people will focus on the wrong thing then just blow it up. I bet there are a lot of parents that would just say "stop that" or some sort of verbal slap on the wrist. But not that mom. Nope, she went farther and I say good job!! She took the time, the patience, and the whining that probably came with having him buy that stuff to really teach him a lesson. One that will probably stick with him his whole life. You never know, that one action she did could be the one that he will always remember and will never hit another person in his life.....all because of that one time his mom made him buy a girl gifts out of his birthday money. To a kid, birthday money is like gold. My girls LOVE that they have their own birthday money. They're not allowed to use it, but they know it's theirs. I'm pretty sure it would break their hearts of Grant or I made them use it for something besides what they wanted. It would for sure have a lasting impression.

Moral of my little story....quit focusing on all the negative things a parent does. She did the best she knew how and that is a hell of a start! Don't tear her down because of what someone else did. Lift her up because she tried, and that's a lot more than some people do!!