Each Monday I write about a stand out moment from my weekend. You can join me, and tell me yours too! Link to your blog if you've written about something on the weekend, or make a comment below if you like!
Last week, I knew that the 6yr old was making something for me. It was all very hush, hush. "You can't see it yet, Mummy," he said one morning as I entered his room, using his arm as a shield between my eyes and the piece of paper he was working on.
With everything we've had going on these school holidays, I had all but forgotten about it. Then Sunday morning, he entered my bedroom, and said in a hushed tone to me, "Mum!" I opened my eyes to see him standing there, a piece of paper pressed to his chest, and a knowing smile on his lips.
"What's up, honey?" I asked, trying to wake myself up. (It was one of those rare mornings where Hubby was home, and not out riding his bike, and had gotten up to fetch the boys their breakfast. I'd managed to get back to sleep. Heaven.)
He just smiled at me, his eyes occasionally diverting down to the piece of paper, then back up to mine. "Oh!" I said, realising what he had. "Is that my special present?" He nodded. "Can I see it?" He turned it around, and this is what I saw:
Isn't it gorgeous? Check out all the little butterflies. My favourite is the one at the bottom, far left. A little early for Mother's Day...but who cares?
Growing up, my parents - especially my Dad - loved it when I made them cards. On those years that I chose to purchase a card for Dad instead, he'd say, "Oh. Why didn't you make me one? I like the cards you make." To be honest, I thought he was just being nice. How could he possibly prefer my daggy old greeting cards to those from the shop?
Since I've had my kids - I get it. There's nothing more precious than a homemade card, drawing, letter - especially when it's addressed to you with lots of hugs and kisses. The 8 yr old has written me some lovely ones in the past too, and the 3yr old is starting to draw a lot more now.
Considering that we thought last week that we might lose the 6 yr old during the choking incident, this picture is even more timely. And even though I wrote about the 6yr old's beautiful nature in this post, he has actually been quite difficult at home lately. Let's just say he's had a bit of an attitude problem! Quite unlike him. My guess is, he's been the peacemaker and the conformist for so long now...he's a little over it! And he probably needs a little one-on-one time for a change (which he had yesterday with his Dad, who took him to a museum. He loved it.)
When he gave me this paper, and I told him how gorgeous it was and how much I loved him, he seemed to hold me in a way that suggested a peace offering. At least, I hope that's what it was. ;) In any case, it felt as though we really connected for the first time in weeks. And after last week, I really needed that with him.
I'm off to place this in my special keepsakes box, along with all the other beautiful cards and pictures my boys have given me. I'm sure, in the future someday, it will bring back some wonderful memories.