A Boy & His Legos (Noah, age 6) |
Before you write me off as a careless, irresponsible, neglectful parent, read this next anecdote:
One Sunday, we had just come home from Mass. Gus had been upset in the car, likely over a consequence he earned. We all bounded into the house to eat, play, and relax. The kids immediately started playing a game while I was in the kitchen. I noticed that Gus was not playing with the other kids.
"Hey, where's Gus?"
"He's hiding in the other room," the kids told me.
Gus, age 4 |
I then remembered I needed an oil change and beckoned my knight to go get me one. About ten minutes later, the phone rang. I answered. It was Nick.
"I have a stowaway," he says.
My jaw dropped. Apparently, after Mass, Gus had never come into the house. He had climbed into the trunk of the mini van. And sat there. Silently. Even while Nick started the car and drove all the way to the shop to get the oil change.
Okay. Now you can judge me as a careless, irresponsible, neglectful parent. I will stop there. I am prudently restraining this post to instances of losing my boys. The girl stories might show up in the future.
Last one. I promise.
Yesterday, Timmy stood up by himself. I look at him and my heart wrenches. In nine short months, I have seen this beautiful baby get pricked and poked, undergo blood transfusions, learn to crawl, eat dirt, laugh uncontrollably, and bring joy to our home in an indescribable way. Now that Timmy is this incredible mobile and social being, I see that I am losing my baby.
Then |
Now(ish) |
Then I look at Gus. He has become such a sweet kid who loves school and adores all his siblings. He'll do anything to please Miriam and Noah, and he'll do anything to protect Lucy and Timmy.
And Noah. He reads now, and plays piano. He can beat any video game and build any Lego kit you give him.
The 20 minutes I lost Gus in the mall felt like an eternity. Yet, what's even scarier is that what they all say might actually be true: these years go by too fast. I pray that when I lose my boys, I will have at least gained three more wonderful, God-fearing men in my life.
Miriam Received the Sacrament of Reconciliation (Feb. 2019, age 8) |
She's a Girl Like No Other! (Lucy, age 2.5) |
Fake-Sleeping Selfie Taken by My #1 |