It was one of those mornings. We were late. Super late. I was rushing to get the kids out the house. When we arrived at the sitter’s house, the sitter was outside watering the grass. I almost threw the kids out the car and rolled down the street. I was NOT looking forward to another late morning. In actuality, I didn’t throw the kids at the sitter, I took each of them out the car, handed them off, and ran back to the car to drive another 35 minutes to work. As I shut the car door, I heard, “Mommy, STOP! Mommy!” I stopped briefly at his command and looked at Pumpkin. He then said, “Mommy, I luuv you.” Well, cry me a river! I held back tears, ran to him and my daughter and said, “Well, LW I love you too. More than you’ll ever know.” I got back in the car and cried myself to work. UNBELIEVABLE. He did it again. The little boy made me stop and smell the roses.
I need to slow down. It seems as if my life is always in overdrive. We move so fast and so often, we barely take a second to tell each other, “I love you.” Pumpkin reminded me of how important it is to stop and be grateful. Wherever I was going would still be there when I got there. I needed to stop and love on my angels.
A few days later, I was buckling the kids in the car and Ladybug did not want to get in the car, she demanded her father. And then it was like a ripple effect, Pumpkin then wanted a moment with his dad. The carpool was waiting on my husband, I was late, and I stopped. I gave my husband and the kids their moment. In the end I was late, but we had a great morning by simply enjoying the small things that we live for and that makes us a family.