But don't tell them I said that. Because to them, they are not babies anymore but BIG BOYS!
Several things have happened this week to people in our life, people that we know through church, school, etc, that make me want to go and hug my babies a little tighter and hold on to them a little longer.
I am intentionally trying to spend QT (quality time!) with both of my children on a daily basis. I don't want something to happen and for me to say "If only I had played legos with B instead of spending 15 extra minutes on Facebook". I am not going to sugar-coat it. Sometimes being intentional with my time and my children is hard ya'll! Sometimes it has been a really long and frustrating day and all I want is 5 minutes to myself. Instead, B has just gotten home from school and is in need of some Mama-tention. But hard or not, the way I see it is that when these boys are grown they can either say "Man! My Mama was always there for me!" or "My mom took good care of us, but she was always on Facebook or her phone, or doing something else and was too busy to play with us." If I am not there for them now when Legos are important, how can I be there for them when other things are important? Girlfriends? Peer Pressure? See Where I'm going here?
God is going to do big things with both of these boys! I know that because they have already overcome incredible circumstances. For whatever reason, God has called J and I to turn these two blue eyed boys into Men.
If you are a parent, does the thought of that task overwhelm you? Because it overwhelms me sometimes! I mean how in the world am I supposed to mold these two balls of energy into polite, Christian gentlemen??
I can't help but wonder what these precious boys will grow up to accomplish. Will they be husbands? Fathers? Godly Men? B has said for years that he will never get married or have kids. I wonder if he'll change his mind? Will they be successful in whichever career path they choose?
I am constantly trying to teach them things. Whether it's going to the library for story time or how to make musical instruments out of dried beans and spoons. I think that the more knowledge they have, the better they will function in society someday. Beyond teaching them, we have to leave it in God's hands as to what they achieve in life. I am here to train them and help guide them, but ultimately the rest of it is between them and God. Let me just tell you that Mrs. Type A herself over here has a hard time letting the control go!
Stay tuned for the rest of the story!
And in the meantime, go love on your children!
