Yesterday, after getting up early with the kids, I crawled back into bed to try to get a little more rest. It seems that a real sleep in is impossible these days, as my body is programmed to wake up as the kids do, to make sure they don't get into any mischief. In fact, this morning, I was sound asleep, but I could here my kids talking. I heard them saying "we can eat the candy from our lolly bags now!" I sprung out of bed and found them at the kitchen table with their treat bags from yesterday's birthday party. Of course, being the responsible one that he is, Small Sun was just organizing his treats. Sprout was chowing down.
But I am getting side-tracked. Yesterday I got BACK into bed to pretend that I was sleeping in. Small Sun crawled right in after me and cuddled down next to me and started to chat. Have I ever told you that this boy is a talker? Seriously, all day talking.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the layers of down and listened absentmindedly as he talked. Finally he asked "Mommy, do you want me to go away now so you can get some more sleep?"
Could I love him any more? My son is five and he is the most empathetic, considerate, thoughtful child I have EVER met. I am so proud of him and sometimes he just takes my breath away.
Once, when he was almost 3 and we were still in the States, we were staying with my parents before the move. My dad was lying down on the couch, resting. Completely on his own initiative, Small Sun struggled with a heavy throw blanket, dragging it over to my dad, and covering him up with it. No one asked him to. My dad didn't say he was cold. Small Sun just looked over and realized it would be a nice thing to do.
Back to yesterday morning, I would have liked a little more sleep, but after that expression of thoughtfulness, all I wanted was to cuddle up with my big boy and hear him talk. I told him I loved to be with him and he could talk as much as he liked. He responded "oh good, I like to be here and chat with you. Chat - chat- chat!" And chat away he did!
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