C man had preschool class today. He wanted to go with me to take lil bubs to daycare. He wanted to go in and say "hi" to his friends and to Gecca. I was walking out the door giving the bye hug and kisses to Brae. Already rushing and running a little behind what I like--- as I turn towards the car there is Cays having the time of his life stomping in mud puddles (the nasty thick muddy kind, with not much water kind) in his brand new, cute grey slip ons, brand new school shoes. brand new! I almost died! We rushed straight back home (daycare is only 3 miles from home) and threw those shoes in the wash and threw some sandals on. Ugh I was so upset and he knew how mad mommy was. Then as I was backing up I could see the tear coming up to the corner of his eye and the bottom lip start to pucker out some. He didn't want to cry. He knew what he did was not okay. Then I almost cried. It was just shoes. Just shoes that I actually got on a bogo 1/2 off, tax free day! Maybe $10 at the most. How many pairs of shoes does he really have? PLENTY! He was enjoying such a simple thing in life! I should have joined him in that happy care free dance but instead I scolded him for being a little boy, doing what little boys do. I did make sure he understood I knew it was fun and that anytime he has his rain boots on he can jump away, but I would like for him to not do that on his school days. He apologized to mommy for messing up his school shoes and for making me late for work, but he was over it fast. I didn't want him to have a bad morning. I didn't want him going to school upset ever, but especially since we just started. We said our "yes I understands", we said our "I love yous and miss yous" and we shared our hugs and hand holding and promised to be good and have good days.
However, this was more of a lesson for mommy. I need to slow down. I need to be thankful we have the means for those many shoes, I should have been thankful that C has the health and ability to jump and stomp. I should remember all Sara taught me and savor this mud puddle. I didn't do any of this and I am more upset with myself than I was over those shoes or being late. Thank you Lord for this lesson, thank you for my happy healthy Cayson and for his ability to run and jump and laugh and praise your creations! Thank you for this day!
I don't have little girls to stop and smell the roses with, but I can sure stop, stomp and jump so carefree and enjoy the squish of the Lords earth!
(not a pic from this morning, just one of the many muddy days he has enjoyed)
*****WHILE WE TRY TO TEACH OUR CHILDREN THE THINGS ABOUT LIFE, OUR CHILDREN REALLY TEACH US WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT******
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