The Depth of Love

Pardon my lack of blogging of late. Between the flood, pink eye episodes, and the virus du jour...it has fallen low on the priority list. I couldn't resist grabbing a minute to tell you a cute Boo story.

Karah and Bradley have their class Christmas parties today. Since Tom is sick in bed, I told the kids that I would have to divide my time between each class and go to half of their party.

Bradley said ,"I don't want you to come to my party."

I was shocked. This boy ALWAYS wants me with him. I instantly ran every scenario through my mind...ultimately settling on the idea that he was already at the "my mom embarrasses me stage".

"You want me to stay home?", I asked.

"Yeah. I don't want you to come to my party."

"Do you think the other kids will think you are silly if your mom is there?", I asked.

"No. I just don't want you to come to my party."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

After a long pause he replied, “Yes.” He began to tear up as he said, “If you come to my party...you will have to leave early...and I don't want to be sad and cry. I just want you to stay home so I don't have to be sad when you leave me."

It about broke my heart.

"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation." Kahlil Gibran

There are moments in motherhood when my eyes are opened to how much I mean to these little ones....that I am MORE than their cook, nurse, chauffeur, referee and housekeeper. Moments like these make everything worth it. As a mother, I am everything to my children...sometimes I just forget.

Bradley and I devised a plan. I will go to Karah's party first...and come to the 2nd half of his...so when it is over he can leave WITH me and start our Christmas Break!

I am so excited for this Christmas Break with my babies. Many fun things are planned!

I love being a mother.

THEIR mother.