To My Sons:
The newspapers are filled with circulars advertising the latest and greatest gifts for Mother's Day. By now Daddy and you both have probably already picked out the perfect gift. But just in case your a little behind the eight ball this year, do not fear. You may be surprised at what I'm about to reveal, but I have made the gift giving very easy. For what I am asking for this year are simple reminders.
Today I am asking for a little chaos. Chaos will remind me that boys will be boys, and in the midst of your chaos there lies perfection.
Today I am asking for a bit of clumsiness. Clumsiness reminds me that all boo-boos both big and small will heal, but only the perfect band aid can be applied by Mommy.
Today I am asking for a temper tantrum. Temper Tantrums remind me of your stubbornness and how those apples didn't fall far from this tree.
Today I am asking for a little nonconformity. Nonconformity reminds me of your uniqueness and your uncanny ability to create "your own" style.
Today I am asking for mud pies and puddles. Mud pies and puddles allow me the opportunity to still enjoy "bath time" and watch as you splash one another clean again.
Today I am asking for a sniffle. Sniffles remind me that my nose wiping days are numbered. This causes Mommy to reach for 2 tissues: one for your sniffle, one for my tear.
Today I want you to walk ahead of me. Walking ahead of me reminds me of your curiosity and your need to just be a kid.
Finally, today I am asking for a hug. This final request may seem a bit more selfish than the other request, but hugs remind me of a job well done. They also remind me that you get it. You get that life is precious, you get that it's nice to be loved, and lastly, when there's no one left in the world who understands, you get that you can always count on your Mommy to listen.
Thanks for making everyday count. I Love You Both.
