It seems, my athletically-avoidant daughter, you love bowling! You went twice this week with Miss A and had a fabulous time! I am so excited for us both and I'm already making mental note to contact the local Special Olympics bowling team. (And I'm not going to tell you I saw this through the window, but I caught you playing basketball with your brother and Miss A too!)
I've been so busy this week the normal things I've been taking time to observe in you got missed. You've done a really good job letting me be busy without any major issues. You seem confident that I will give you dedicated attention at some point during the day and that evening family couch time watching Ninja or Dancing won't be missed. You've been practicing your letter flash cards and working on sounding out words. I tried really hard honey, but I just could not hide the laughter when you attempted to say UNICORN and RHINOCEROS...I think you actually broke a piece of your tongue trying to say them!
Working with beads at day camp:
I caught you calling your brother over to play!! Working with beads at day camp:
Isaac:
Bowling, train rides, farmers markets, health fairs, day camp, church, painting, cooking, swimming...you've been busy this week! I'm trying to keep you busy during the day to give you some structure (and lets be honest, help you sleep well at night!). You are doing marvelously well with all the change, but you are also ready for school to start again. Second grade is waiting for you, buddy! It's coming quick enough.
Me:
I am in the middle of a two week stretch of SUPER BUSY at work and I've had to get super creative to make sure the kids don't feel the stress. I'm thankful for our summer nanny who has brought the kids to me during the day several times this week for lunch dates while I rush between meetings, events and patients. It never really occurred to me that I hadn't explained what "work" is or what my profession as an ARNP is to the kids. Mila has tried to put the pieces of the puzzle together, but every time she sees me at work the context is different and it doesn't quite make sense. This week Isaac saw me with my stethoscope on for the first time and the light switched for him...with genuine shock he asked "Momma? You dokta?!" (a profession he is very well acquainted with!) haha! Well, kinda buddy; for speech therapy purposes, we can stick with that description. He approved, which made me smile.
I had this moment in the midst of the exhausting crazy of this week that I literally didn't know which way/what to do next. It ALL needed to get done, but do I...? Or should this...? What about...? Oh wait, I need to...? Akk, the....! I just needed a solid second to breathe and it didn't feel like I had that much time when the worship song So Will I started to play...
And as You speak
A hundred billion galaxies are born
In the vapor of Your breath the planets form
If the stars were made to worship so will I
I can see Your heart in everything You've made
Every burning star
A signal fire of grace
If creation sings Your praises so will I
...and what the Holy Spirit whispered between the lyrics was "even with a hundred billion galaxies, I see you". *cue the tears* Just what I needed to KNOW in midst of the swirling crazy. Isn't it like our God that in a moment that is meant to declare His greatness, He doesn't stop pursing our little hearts? One of the hundred billion reasons why we praise.
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