at times frustrate me,
and at times make me laugh right out loud as I realize the innocence of youth all wrapped into the utter desire to serve and love this human that they call mommy.
Here is an excerpt from this week:
We had taken our van into the shop (yet again...), and got the call that it was ready...
Me, "Okay, boys let's go, it's time to pick up the car."
Ben, (eyes huge)... "pick up the car?!"...
Then starts walking toward the garage, pulling up his sleeves, "that's going to be hard!"
..."do we have to pick it all the way off the ground?"
And just like that, I am suddenly laughing out loud at his literal interpretation
... and humbled at his exact obedience and desire to pitch in and do all he could in the "Picking up of the car" activity.
I love my kids!