Last night as I sat up in bed reading, my oldest wandered in, probably looking to delay bedtime, but in an amicable, chatty mood. I put down my book and we chatted for half an hour about school and life, everything and nothing. No big life questions going on, no agenda, no discipline (good or bad), no particular purpose, just chatting. It was balm to my heart that aches too often with the tension between a teen who is growing, stretching, testing, and parents who are worried, feeling our way, and, frankly, basically clueless. Quiet time to reconnect is too infrequent with busy schedules and loaded timetables, so this just warmed my heart.
This afternoon, Micah scored four points in his basketball game. These were his first points for this basketball season (which is almost over) and his grin was so good to see. His team won by one point so that made his points all the more important! I love to see my kids succeed!
Last week, Johanna moved up to the next level of math. She is now in Saxon 6/5, if that means anything to you, or 5th grade math, if it doesn't. She has been working since the beginning of the school year to try to do this and for her to make it...in math, no less!...I'm just proud as punch. She obviously got her father's math gene, not mine!
Sam just keeps me smiling in general. Tonight he was looking back through his math book and reminiscing. He said to me, "Remember 86? Page 86? I remember it like it was yesterday." (It was several months ago, now.) He is still willing to snuggle with me occasionally and lets me read to him.
Funny how I used to feel like I'd be reading Good Night, Moon forever and now no one asks for it at all.
I don't stop to enjoy my kids enough so when I realized all four of these things in one evening, I had to write them down.
Thank you, Heavenly Father, for the precious gift of my children.