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:: It’s really very silly that I feel so incredibly productive this morning. All I’ve done is make phone calls and return some emails — but since that is the stuff that I dread, I always feel pretty pleased with myself when I can check such to-dos off of my list. Silly me.

:: Jameson’s favorite toys are his pacifiers. He’s never appreciated them as pacifiers. In fact, he’s only just figured out how to keep them in his mouth, but this is all just fine with me. No habit to break later on, and in the meantime, they make for fascinating fun. There’s one tucked in his toy basket, and one saved for the car, and watching him find them is so fun — pop, it goes, into his mouth. Suck, suck, then back out to be inspected at every angle, then popped back in, upside down. Suck, suck, take it out, wave it around in the air, inspect, suck, suck… Yes, this goes on all the way to Massena. What a great toy!

:: Sometimes [this morning], when I’m working , err, monitoring my baby’s whereabouts, I sigh and think, How on earth could I survive with two, or three, or five little people running around, needing me all the time?

Then, immediately, I see Bronwyn’s chubby arm around Jackson, her little voice saying, “See, Tanka-mama [me]? Dis is MY baby Jacks!” I hear Gabriel yell with all the responsibility of an oldest brother as he races out the door, “No, Jackson! DON’T GO IN THE ROOOOAAAAD!”

And I smile and sigh and think how precious children are, but how extra-precious siblings are. (And especially those certain little people. Boy, do I love watching them be a family!) God knows what He’s talking about when He says,

Behold, children are a gift of the LORD,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one’s youth.
How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them;
They will not be ashamed
When they speak with their enemies in the gate.

2 Comments misc.

  1. Leslie

    do you really still dread phone calls?! (i remember talking about it with you once.)

    its definitely something i never really got over disliking either. now i dont feel so bad.

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