When the sky turns pink, I pull the blankets up to Josiah's chin and ask him what the best part and worst part of his day has been. It's our nightly thing and since we spend nearly every waking hour together, his answers never really surprise me. Except when they do.
Me: What was your favorite part about today, bub?
Si: I broke your favorite necklace when I tried to put it on my head.
Me: That was your favorite part? Why?
Si: You cried and then you said you forgive me and you love me. That made my heart happy.
I pulled him to me and breathed him in. Forgiveness is no joke. It's huge. He gets that and he's three. My words, my actions, my reactions, my choices don't go unnoticed. They are helping to shape him. As his mama, my prayer is that every day I love well. Josiah deserves the best of me. I hope a thousand and one wishes that I give that to him. Heavens, I don't want to mess this up. And when I do, because I do, I give thanks to Jesus for his mountains of mercy and forgiveness.
Have you loved well today?
My boys know how to treat me right. They planned a Mother's Day that piled on all sorts of lovely. Flowers and chocolate and sunshine and beaches and quaint downtowny shops filled up with pretty things. They loved me so well. It was good to the last drop.
I like to think of Mother's Day as the kick off to summer. To celebrate, I penned a little list of fun, happy, summery things I have high hopes of checking off as the next three months march along. The SiGuy and Josh and I will create a family one together, but this one is for me ::
I can already smell the fresh cut grass and sunscreen and feel the sand between my toes. My fingers are sticky from the ice cream. My hair is wonky from the wide open windows. My freckles are out in full force.
What would top your summer list???
Cheers to summer, y'all! Let's do this.
Skip on over to Alicia's place. She brings us together
for some happy each week::