Today was a snow day for our boys, but not for snow for cold. I don't remember as a child in Minnesota EVER having a day off from school for COLD. But that's the thing these days and not just in Iowa, even Minnesota had a "cold" day today. I love a snow day. I love snow and I love cold...but I am also privileged to have a warm home and a "job" as a Mom that allows me to be home and not have to go out to work. So I get that not EVERYONE appreciates a day off from school. But I really did today, I appreciated HOME and being a Mom and making hot chocolate, and watching a movie...
We had a great Christmas, a great break, a great 2 weeks off from school. Some great family time. Some fun days at the cabin..which I will post about as soon as I get the photos all organized and off of my camera. I enjoy our boys, I truly do. I enjoy that they all get up on their own and do their own thing and some days I get to stay warm and snuggled in my bed while the early birds have risen. They are at fun stages, challenging in some ways, but every age has its challenges I have learned. There is NO perfect or EASY age. NONE...well at least not 1-17 years old. Every age has such perks and joys to me.
I LOVE Max's age, I love that he loves to snuggle with me, that he WANTS to kiss me, he wants to be held. He is SO excited for his birthday this weekend. Everything is wonder to him. He wants to figure it all out. How was he born. How did his belly button get there and how did that "pipe" get him his food when he was in my tummy. He loves to tell me he was the last baby ever in my tummy. He asks a zillion questions a day. He is in his own world and can play and play and play in his own mind. I love that about 4.
Jack is at a fun age, 12. He gets all of the humor, he is on the inside scoop of Santa, of jokes, of secret Christmas gifts and hiding spots. He is independent, he can make meals...he can bake. He loves to read and study. He has great questions. He knows more about sports than I do. He knows WAY more math than I do. He is fun to watch with Max. They are the best of friends most of the time. He has settled into some friends. He has one best friend now that brings out the very best in him.
And Drew...ahh 15 is fun, most of the time. He is helpful and understands when I need help. He loves to talk movies, and jokes and repeat lines from both over and over and laugh just as much as the first time. He wants to explain sports to me. He is independent, stands his ground when he wants us to hear his side of something. He has opinions on most everything, which is great, MOST of the time. You can really hear his passions for life and his love for people. His desires to be involved in physical therapy, or being a sports Dr, or a team dr. Somehow he wants to mix his passions for sports and people and helping all into one. He has a heart for those things.
And 17, Tommy is 17. Oh my somedays he looks 5 to me, and most days as I hug him and stand on my toes to kiss him I realize he isn't so little anymore. He is a young adult. He has STRONG desires for his future and has really come to have a passion this past month for that. Visiting colleges has brought out a side of him I had not seen. The reality of school, and career and what he really desires to do in his life is fun to hear about. I love hearing him talk about what he wants in college and beyond. He has strong direction. He has always wanted to work for nike...since he was about 6 and discovered shoes. Once we had a RAGRAI biker stay with us, he happened to be a Nike Exec and Tommy was maybe 7 and he couldn't ask this guy enough questions about Nike....he has NOT changed direction. Sports Marketing is his passion.
I love being a Mom. I love sneaking moments with each of my boys whether it's an errand, a Dr appt, or a late night chat. I love hearing their hearts. I want to sit more in 2015 and HEAR my children. I want to LISTEN more. I want to rush less. I want to worry less about everything. I want to simplify my commitments to really BE PRESENT.
I ran across this quote and it has really resonated with me this week...."What will you do in the mundane days of faithfulness?" -Martin Luther. Yes I feel like so many days are mundane, I do the same things...pick up, make a meal, clean up, do laundry, pick up, fold blankets, do laundry, pick up, run to school, run home, run to a game, run home, forgot your lunch, back to school, laundry, make a meal, empty the dishwasher, pick up, load the car, unload the car, pick up, make a meal....mundane. Over and over and over. But when I think of it has a way of faithfulness? as a gift to be a Mom? to have a husband who loves me? to have parents who are healthy and I can call any hour of the day? to have a God who longs to know me and hear from me daily? That is what I consider a blessing and it makes the word mundane have very different meaning. I want this year to be full of mundane faithfulness.
We had a great Christmas, a great break, a great 2 weeks off from school. Some great family time. Some fun days at the cabin..which I will post about as soon as I get the photos all organized and off of my camera. I enjoy our boys, I truly do. I enjoy that they all get up on their own and do their own thing and some days I get to stay warm and snuggled in my bed while the early birds have risen. They are at fun stages, challenging in some ways, but every age has its challenges I have learned. There is NO perfect or EASY age. NONE...well at least not 1-17 years old. Every age has such perks and joys to me.
I LOVE Max's age, I love that he loves to snuggle with me, that he WANTS to kiss me, he wants to be held. He is SO excited for his birthday this weekend. Everything is wonder to him. He wants to figure it all out. How was he born. How did his belly button get there and how did that "pipe" get him his food when he was in my tummy. He loves to tell me he was the last baby ever in my tummy. He asks a zillion questions a day. He is in his own world and can play and play and play in his own mind. I love that about 4.
Jack is at a fun age, 12. He gets all of the humor, he is on the inside scoop of Santa, of jokes, of secret Christmas gifts and hiding spots. He is independent, he can make meals...he can bake. He loves to read and study. He has great questions. He knows more about sports than I do. He knows WAY more math than I do. He is fun to watch with Max. They are the best of friends most of the time. He has settled into some friends. He has one best friend now that brings out the very best in him.
And Drew...ahh 15 is fun, most of the time. He is helpful and understands when I need help. He loves to talk movies, and jokes and repeat lines from both over and over and laugh just as much as the first time. He wants to explain sports to me. He is independent, stands his ground when he wants us to hear his side of something. He has opinions on most everything, which is great, MOST of the time. You can really hear his passions for life and his love for people. His desires to be involved in physical therapy, or being a sports Dr, or a team dr. Somehow he wants to mix his passions for sports and people and helping all into one. He has a heart for those things.
And 17, Tommy is 17. Oh my somedays he looks 5 to me, and most days as I hug him and stand on my toes to kiss him I realize he isn't so little anymore. He is a young adult. He has STRONG desires for his future and has really come to have a passion this past month for that. Visiting colleges has brought out a side of him I had not seen. The reality of school, and career and what he really desires to do in his life is fun to hear about. I love hearing him talk about what he wants in college and beyond. He has strong direction. He has always wanted to work for nike...since he was about 6 and discovered shoes. Once we had a RAGRAI biker stay with us, he happened to be a Nike Exec and Tommy was maybe 7 and he couldn't ask this guy enough questions about Nike....he has NOT changed direction. Sports Marketing is his passion.
I love being a Mom. I love sneaking moments with each of my boys whether it's an errand, a Dr appt, or a late night chat. I love hearing their hearts. I want to sit more in 2015 and HEAR my children. I want to LISTEN more. I want to rush less. I want to worry less about everything. I want to simplify my commitments to really BE PRESENT.
I ran across this quote and it has really resonated with me this week...."What will you do in the mundane days of faithfulness?" -Martin Luther. Yes I feel like so many days are mundane, I do the same things...pick up, make a meal, clean up, do laundry, pick up, fold blankets, do laundry, pick up, run to school, run home, run to a game, run home, forgot your lunch, back to school, laundry, make a meal, empty the dishwasher, pick up, load the car, unload the car, pick up, make a meal....mundane. Over and over and over. But when I think of it has a way of faithfulness? as a gift to be a Mom? to have a husband who loves me? to have parents who are healthy and I can call any hour of the day? to have a God who longs to know me and hear from me daily? That is what I consider a blessing and it makes the word mundane have very different meaning. I want this year to be full of mundane faithfulness.
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