LM2 is growing.
All of the children are growing, but I noticed something special this week that helped me to pause and appreciate it.
LM2 noticed his big brother was doing really well in a social setting. Social settings aren’t the easiest for everyone in our family. At least, not all the time. I often find myself drained after a period of time surrounded by many people. I wonder if my son feels this way and doesn’t know how to articulate as much.
He’s learning. And growing. And this past weekend, our middle son, LM2, noticed the growth, or maybe a shift in his older brother, and he said something about it.
We were walking toward our car, which I parked at the far end of the parking lot, a habit that usually promises shade for the car, which is a fast dissipating need as fall hangs heavier on us. LM2 clutched his string bag, swishing the fabric over his hips while he bounced forward, the sound of his Crocs squishing on the pavement.
“He was playing really nicely with everyone today,” LM2 told me in his sweet little voice. (I remind myself over and over again to, “capture the sound of this voice in my memory,” because when he is a man one day, this voice will be lost, a booming new strength to replace it.) “I’m really proud that my brother has overcome something challenging.”
I commended this observation and encouraged LM2 to share this with his brother. “He would love to hear this. How thoughtful of you,” I said.
He smiled as if he’d said nothing of significance, which made it all the sweeter.
“Now, tell me something you’re really proud of for yourself. What have you overcome?”
He looked up at a maple tree, thinking. The top leaves are just starting to orange and we can’t stop staring at their magic. We’ve waited months for this, and now, the changing leaves are back, reminding us how quickly the year has flown by.
“It’s been really hard for me to draw an owl,” LM2 finally said, quickly adding, “all birds are really tricky. But I think I’m getting better.”
My heart rested on this thought. I laughed a little under my breath, hugged my little man, and felt so much peace and gratitude for this moment. It is not often that I stop and cherish something so precious. But that day, I was especially grateful.
What brought you peace this week? What are your kids up to? What revelations have come to you through your children this week? Drop a comment! Share the peace!
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