A couple of things about me (if you haven't figured out already!). First, I don't keep up with this nearly as much as I should. Second, I have a really sweet, very perceptive little guy. If he keeps this up, he will make some girl very happy someday. Seriously. Tonight, case in point...
The usual bedtime routine the last week or so is that Daddy gives a little man his bath, Daddy gets him his clean diaper and jammies, Daddy snuggles a little man who drinks his milk and says his prayers and "Ni-Ni Jesus." Notice the common thread? Daddy is the preferred parental operator in the equation. Not for lack of trying. I try to sneak into Isaac's room to join in the fun (as has been our custom for most of the little tyke's life), and am met with "NO!" Obviously, this is a time for Daddy's and little boys. It can't be shyness, as his favorite thing to do is run through the house stark naked after his bath. But, this is Daddy-time, and I'll take my "Ni-Ni's" and blown kisses from the door and leave them to their fun. Until tonight.
Tonight I was allowed back into the inner sanctum of bedtime preparations. I got a hug (well, one-armed since the other was firmly clenched around the bedtime sippy cup) and a "Mama!" "Ni-Ni Dadda." Finally, back into snuggling my little guy who hasn't wanted Mommy at bedtime unless there is no Daddy. We settle into drink the rest of the milk and say our prayers.
Our usual form is to thank Jesus for some of the specific fun things and people we encountered during our day, then move onto our "Please God's" (sleep until 7:30...etc.). I got past fun trips to Wal-Mart and Kroger and a little hand reaches up, covers my mouth and says, "Thank you cars! Thank you Bye-Bye! Thank you Juice!" The hand goes back down the sippy cup goes back into the mouth, and he waits for Mommy to finish for his usual favorite part.
"Anem!"
Anem indeed my sweet little boy who loves his "big cars" (which includes semis, motorcycles, and the forklift at Lowe's), his "bye-bye's," and his juice.
Anem thankful little boy. If only we would take the time to thank God for the things that are most important to us. I wonder if that would impact the way we live our lives one bit.
Anem.
