Don’t Get All Judgy Now-
Oh YES I did! I paid to ditch my four-year old for a week. He’s really just at Vacation Bible School for five days. And he sprints out of the car to go. But there were 3 hours a day this week that I had silence. I wasn’t feeling like a crazy person. Their wasn’t a moment of those three hours I wanted to change my name to Fred. My pillows stayed on my couch. I didn’t have to clean up food coloring off my floor like I did last week. The silence that was deafening was actually ok. I enjoyed it. Every last second of it.
He’s Gonna Do Great Things One Day-
He has always been a wild child. He is my fifth son, my sixth child. You would really think I knew what I was doing by now. He was crawling, fast, by the time he was four months old. Walked with no wobble by nine months. Totally was jumping off the back of the couch by one year. Climbed the OUTSIDE of the stair banister to the second story. He has kept me on my toes since day one. By 18 months we had him on a balance bike. I don’t get the luxury just yet of enjoying a clean house for a few days since the older kids all keep to themselves. I have stepped on more legos and hot wheels than I care to remember. Fart talk and armpit noises are still sounds at my dining room table. He is full of spunk, and energy and everything that defines boy. Boy, n. A noise with dirt on it. If you look up tornado in the dictionary I’m pretty certain my sons picture is there. God totally saved the best for last.