Today was different. I don't do different well, most days. Today Big Kid had to leave for school at 6:30 am. So guess who got to take Little Man to school? Me. That's right – had to get up EARLY and get ready. Since I had 2 strokes a year ago, I treasure every minute of sleep I can get. So I was not looking forward to today. But God, being God, gave me a gift. He gave me Little Man's words.
Normally our mornings consist of me getting up and cooking breakfast for the boys, fixing lunches and getting Little Man dressed. Most days I have more words than Little Man because I am CONSTANTLY saying, "finish your breakfast!" or "get dressed!" or some other command because Little Man is too busy worrying about Legos or reading a book. So most days I am the one full of words (commands) in the morning and he is the recipient.
However, today – even though I accidentally got up an hour early (didn't pay attention to the HOUR on the clock, only the minutes), was a gift because when we finally got into the car and Little Man had no commands to receive from me – he talked to me. Actually, he read to me from his Star Wars Encyclopedia that one of his fabulous aunts got him for Christmas. But as I drove, I sat and smiled. And then I cried a little when I realized how much I missed these little morning talks and his words. The boy is colorful and animated and I loved every word he said to me on the 25 minute ride to school! I asked him if he gave Big Kid all these words on his rides to school and he said, "No, Mom – I don't talk to him." That made me sad. I told him he needed to give Mr. Non-Morning Person some of these words to make his days better and he agreed.
Thank you Lord for the words from Little Man this morning. They made my whole week better!