We are entering a new stage of our lives here at the parsonage. With Imogene beginning ballet in a few weeks, I am realizing those blissful days of having all toddlers is leaving us. I know what you’re thinking. Toddlers blissful?! You must be crazy! But really, those days of young children, while wild, have no obligations. You make sure they are fed and relatively clean (so long as diapers are dry, you’re good on that front). That is it. Those are your daily aspirations. Keep child alive. That is about all there is to it. Now, I’m entering the socila stage of parenting. I’ve got to maintain their social life and somehow manage to socialize with their little pals’ parents. Tough stuff for me. Oh where are the days of pajamas all day?! Now, I’m making sure leotards are clean, hair is perfect, and she must have a bag, since surely everyone else will have a ballet bag. (She about killed me yesterday asking me for silly bands because her friends have them. The clerk at CVS got quite a laugh when I replied, “I refuse to buy those on the basis that they are a fad and I refuse to let you fall down fad holes at 4!”) So, here I go into the next phase. I don’t feel like I mastered the last one, but alas it is time to move on. And now Aidan wants to play soccer. Please tell me the child is joking. He really doesn’t expect me to socialize with soccer moms does he? Does he?! Oh crap, he does. When is soccer season?
I had a great Mother’s Day! My sweet little ones made it very special in their little toddler/preschooler ways! Really. I didn’t get a spectacular gift. I didn’t get a super nice lunch/brunch/dinner- just our usual. But the kids really put forth their best effort to let me know they loved me so much!
My day began like this: I came downstairs where The Pastor was already up working (as he is every Sunday morning) and the older kiddos were watching Veggie Tales. I said, “Good morning!” Aidan asked The Pastor what day it was. The Pastor replied, “Sunday, Buddy. Church day!” Aidan turns to me, completely unprompted and yells excitedly, “Happy Mother’s Day!!!” Then he smashes his whole body into my leg for a giant hug! How sweet is that?!
Later in the day, Imogene approached me and declared she had a song she would like to sing for me for Mother’s Day. Now, I’ll tell you, no one taught her this or told her to sing it to me. I’m not sure if she heard the song on TV or if she made it up, either way it was mighty cute!
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.
I love you.
Happy Mother’s Day, I loooove you.
Happy Mother’s Day.
Happy Mother’s Day.
I looooove you.
Happy Mother’s Day, I love you, Mom!
Okay, so it wasn’t extremely clever, but she’s 3! (Four next week, yikes!) It was very thoughtful. She also commissioned some artwork for me at church. Giving orders is one of her … um, strengths?… so, she told a couple kids to draw me pictures and write “Happy Mother’s Day” on them.
In the afternoon, The Pastor had art time with the Littlies, and they each made me a picture (even Emery, who is quickly becoming a toddler before my very eyes). They hung them up all around the living room! I like them. I’ll be leaving them up for a while.
The Princess and The Prince
by Imogene- age 3
Once upon a time, there was a princess. She was locked in a tower. A prince saved her! Then, they went downstairs and watched a movie and ate dinner. There was a really nice king. They lived happily ever after. The End.
The Scary Monster
by Aidan- age 2
Monsters are scary! Once upon a time there was a scary monster. He rip a princess up! A prince save a princess. A prince make a monster dead. Happily ever after. The End.
As you can see, I’ve got some fabulous story tellers! And I’ve got some great children who really know how to make this mommy’s heart melt.