This morning while at the very end of running my third mile I saw 2 boys running to catch a small dog. A petite woman quickly got out of a car and yelled to the boys. I realized she was trying to find her dog and was grateful the boys caught the dog before it were to get lost or run over. The relieved woman hugged the boys. At this point I had finished my run and took my headphones out of my ears. I then heard the following exchange between one of the boys and the woman:
“Mom, Dad said I could spend the night.”
“If Dad said is was okay, then it is fine.”
“We’re going to go hunting.”
“Wait a minute, now you know we have Church tomorrow. Are you going hunting before Church?”
“Yes, Mom.”
“Okay, that’s fine.”
I smiled as I heard this conversation between a Mother and Son. This is obviously a Mother who loves her Son enough to ensure he is living his beliefs. I have a lot of respect for this woman who I don’t know.
Last weekend at the movie theater I was in the bathroom and witnessed a Mom and her small child enter a stall. Whenever I hear a Mom speaking kindly to their child about going to the ‘potty’ it always brings back memories of what it was like to potty train my children. I’m usually saying a quiet “thank goodness I’m not going through that anymore” in my mind. However, on the other hand, I am missing my children being young and small again.
This one such Mom was saying the usual, “Time to sit on the potty.”
Next thing I hear, “I love you, Mommy” from the little boy.
It honestly almost brought tears to my eyes. It was so sweet. The Mom said, “I love you too.” Knowing the mind frame of the Mom, {or at least what my mind frame when my kids were small and were potty training} she probably wasn’t truly relishing this special moment. She was probably just thinking, “okay, lets hurry up so we can get back to the movie.” As an outsider looking {really listening} on it made me remember all the times my children have randomly said, “I love you, Mom.” Times when I took those words for granted.
These moments brought me great JOY and thought I would share them with you today. Maybe they might help you put some things into perspective. A reminder that the little things ARE the big things.
SEE the people you love,
Excellent insight, honey. It is the little things that mean so much! Love you, Daughter, Mom
Oh my gosh, your mom’s comment made MY heart skip a beat. How sweet!
I remember being in public bathroom stalls with my little ones while they would profess their love and all I was thinking was, hurry up, don’t touch anything, where can I hang my bag, this stall is so small, get me out of here, etc…
A mother’s racing mind!
Thanks for reminding me, I needed it!
Awww, both of those are really great sweet moments to witness. I am right where mom #2 is…with my little boy and potty training and always needing to go at the most inconvenient moments. It can be hard to remember to step back and think about the moment, not the inconvenience.
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