A Boy and His Mud

 

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Sometimes I play boring mom.  And let Kyler walk around the house, not really caring what he gets into, all for the sake of loading the dishwasher.  Days like these are when I later ask questions like, "Where did that Walmart receipt disappear to??" Oh, Kyler ate it! ;) "What is my phone doing under the rug?" "Whyyyy is my headband in Kyler's toy box!?"  It's really kind of cute. He'll find an item and claim ownership of it for little while walking proudly around the house with it in his hands or in his mouth. Don't worry, I do monitor this kid. 

There are other days where I am fun mom. I guess today he would consider me that, if he could tell me. 

We tried jogging. But I ended up getting a cramp under my stomach, and not wanting to hurt new baby I walked it out and took pictures instead. 

This kid cracks me up with how he props his feet up on the stroller. Jogging, shopping, in a high chair, whatever. He'll make sure he's chill. 

The kid in me ended up coming out and I let Kyler splash in the mud to his little heart's content. It was really fun watching. I think I was wishing I could do it too. :) 

I adore making memories with this baby boy. Even if he won't really remember the things we do this young, I believe it really matters how I spend my time with him. I want him to grow up feeling liked, loved, wanted. I want him to grow up with a good strong foundation in our relationship as mommy and son. Plus I really love seeing his smile. 

 

I wrote this almost a year ago when Kyler was little. It was just on my heart to remember these thoughts.

 

I want to sit and watch my kids - watch what they do. See their reactions. Watch how they learn and see what they see.  I want to see what makes them irritated, agitated or annoyed.  See what they love, what they like and what pleases them.

 

I want my kids to know I not only love them, but I like them always.  I will always love them and I will always like them! Like being with them and in their presence.  I will get mad and have to punish them for what they do.  I may not like what they do but I will always like them.

 

I don't ever want to take my anger out on them.  If I am mad about something else or what they have done, I never want to take it out on my husband or my kids. Show love.  I want my kids to always feel wanted.

 

I want my kids to always feel like they can come to me and Justin with anything.  I want them to be able to talk freely with us. We don't need to spoil our kids, but I want to give them what they need and even things they want sometimes if it does not hurt them.

 

I don't just "want" these things, I pray these things.  I pray that Justin and I will raise our kids to respect and obey us but also to feel close and connected to us. And most of all that we will raise our kids to love, honor, obey and serve The Lord with their whole heart.

One day you'll be grown up, baby boy.  But until then, let's keep making "mud memories" together.