The Blessing of My Boys
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My kids went back to school today, and I already miss them.
Last year in our Christmas letter I celebrated the fact that my husband and I have now reached the golden age of child rearing: we don’t worry about the boys’ safety when we see a loose plastic Wal-mart bag lying on the floor, and they are not yet old enough to ask for the keys to drive themselves to Wal-mart.
I was reminded of this today. It was 16 degrees, and I stumbled into the grocery store to make sure we had enough milk for the next snowstorm. I audibly wished my children were with me in the grocery store. Yes, I said that. Can you believe it?
I know. Some of you with toddlers are shaking your head because you dread taking your children to the grocery store. You would rather wait and go at midnight or put sharp objects under your fingernails than drag all your offspring up and down the aisles. I hope I can give you a little glimpse into your future. It will get easier soon.
My boys are now very helpful in picking up heavy things, pushing the cart, loading all the groceries onto the conveyor belt then packing them all in the car. And when we arrive home, guess who gets to unload them and remove them from the plastic bags?
I feel a little spoiled. I feel a little relieved. I feel very thankful to God for the blessing of my sweet, obedient boys.
I hope that they are having a great first day back. Remember boys, summer is just a few short months away.
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guess what? you have them at home all day tomorrow!!