when bonobo was 3 and potty training, i used to say (in my most hero-like voice (you know, all booming and drawn out like the guy who announces a boxing match?)
“SUPER MOM… to the POTTY RESCUE!!!” (arms held out as i ‘fly’ into the bathroom…)
and then proceed to interview him about his tush cleaning procedures…
“and how’s your bum feeling now?” (imagine me standing over my son with a pretend microphone held up for interviewing purposes)
“is your bum clean now?”
anyway… i had just about forgotten that little ritual. and just the other day, he yelled from the bathroom..
“MOM, I GO POOP!” and as i headed in to help, he told me to do my SUPER MOM bit.
never did i picture this scenario in my “dreams” of being a mom. i never imagined discussions about poop, being summoned at all times of the day to clean up poop, nor being excited about poop.
but, there you have it.
and i wouldn’t trade it for all the perfect mom ideals i concocted long before i was a mom.
and so starts my (not-so-weekly) list of gifts
214. being “SUPER MOM” to my children :)
215. my daughter’s first REAL letters… B and P written without prompting (or tears, or screaming, or antics…)
216. four little faces watching from the window as i leave the house for work
217. saying good-bye to caviar (tic tac’s beloved stuffed cat) whenever i leave the house
218. silly stories and cuddles on the couch laughing together
219. peek-a-boo at naptime
220. laundry piles folded…and put away!!
222. butt paste (yep…we got issues with diaper rash…again!)
223. “Journey to the Cross” by Helen Haidle. this is our devotional as we focus on Jesus’ life, death and resurrection. i am learning so much as we read through this as a family
224. science experiments that are successful!
225. a sermon about being in worship 24-7, not just on sunday mornings
226. a chance to sit through the sermon uninterrupted by the moose, who went to the nursery and didn’t scream the *whole* time (just a little bit of it)
227. as always, a God who is bigger than everything, who is in control of everything, and who holds the world in His hand.
228. and even though He is so BIG, He cares about all of the little things, like the number of hairs on my head and the sworls on my fingertips.
join in with ann and the other members of the gratitude community as we count our way to 1000!