When I found out Walker was a boy, I was devastated. I come from a family of girls. I am the oldest of three girls and all of my cousins are girls with the exception of one boy. I knew just what to do with girls. Having a boy was a whole other story. I remember thinking, "What am I supposed to do with a boy?" I joke about it now but I was
really terrified. I had never really been around a little boy and so this has been a journey for me - a fun and challenging journey. I have gotten better in my four years of being a boy mom. I have learned a lot about little boys - I know what they like to play with, I understand they are rough and tough, I know they like to be outside, and dirt does not, in fact, hurt. But I still struggle with knowing exactly
how to
play with my boys. I definitely know how to get in the floor and wrestle with them or tickle them until they can't stand it anymore. I know how to push them on the swing or color and paint with them. But when they bring me a race car and say, "Let's play" I freeze a bit. I struggle with their toys and my super heroes normally end up complimenting one another on their outfits and eventually they get taken away from me so Walker can show me what they are supposed to do and say.
My boys love to be outside. I hate to be outside. I hate the bugs, I have terrible allergies, there are gnats and flies and bees and it's just annoying. I am thankful for a husband that takes them outside every single day and let's them get their energy out. But today my boys asked
me to take them outside so off we went to explore.
It was a perfect fall day. It felt great outside and the boys loved picking "flowers" and finding pine cones. They found a stick and hit the barbed wire fence to make music. We talked about the leaves changing and how they would be falling off the tree very soon. We all jumped from one side of the ditch to the other. It was really a great afternoon and for the first time I can remember they were ready to go inside before their momma. Days like this just make my heart feel so full. It's day like this when you can just feel the memories being made.
Knowing you are in the middle of a great memory is a special feeling.
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