I got to see the little glimpses of maybe we are doing this parenting thing right this weekend. As we were making the drive up the mountain this weekend, the scene in my car was this...the back was loaded to the max with clothes, sleeping bags, and stuff in general. The middle row was Hubs, Thing 1, and Thing 2. The front, was me and granny (aka my mom). We start out riding and its going well, we hit up a drive thru for supper and begin the 4 hour drive.
A pretty good ways into the drive, I had Granny play DJ, and put some of her Cd's in that she brought. She put in Chris Young's new CD, which has the sweetest song called "The Flashlight". What makes this song so sweet is that it talks about a son spending time with his dad working on cars, and the learning about life. The chorus simply says "He'll never know how much he taught me out in that garage And I guess the stuff that stuck was more about life than fixin' cars 'Cause 'til this day I still can't make 'em run right But I sure did learn a lot just holdin' the flashlight". Thing 1 says that "The Flashlight" is me and my Daddy, and "The Dashboard" is me and my brother. Now a little background on "The Dashboard" It is a song about two brothers, one of which is a Marine getting ready to be shipped out. He hands his brother the keys to an old truck and tells him that the heart and soul of the truck is the dashboard, and then says the truck is his if the Marine doesn't come back. Through out the song, it is reminding you that the soul of the truck is the dashboard. The end of the song is the tear jerker for me EVERY TIME. The Marine comes home and his brother hands him the keys, and says he fixed everything but the dashboard. From the first time I heard this song, I tearfully said it reminded me of my boys. The more I listen to it, the more it does.
As you very well may imagine, I was a little teary when I looked in my rear view mirror and saw Thing 1 resting his head on a sleeping Thing 2 and is singing to him. It was a very proud mama moment.
The next little glimpse came after 2 days of fussing, bossing, and general brotherly behavior. We are heading down the mountain and Thing 2 asked to sing a song. Of course we let him. His song, was so sweet, it once again made me cry. Yes I am a teary mom, I have boys, get used to it. Thing 2 then starts to sing how he loves his family, and they love him and his family won't give him away. That hits ya, really hard, right in the heart. My kid knows I am never actually gonna follow through with the threat to stick a sign on his brother and him that says "FREE TO GOOD HOME". That is security right there.
The other little glimpses happen more randomly, and aren't as tear jerking. They maybe a little 5 year old walking up the stairs rubbing his eyes and before he even says good morning, he says, I get to ride a horse today. It was also the same little boy laying on the floor rubbing the cat, not having a car in the world. There was a glimpse when a scrawny little 7 year old and 8 year old tried to hoist a not so scrawny 5 year old up on hay bales just so they could jump back and forth. This plan didn't work so well.
My kids are often the source of busyness, chaos, and confusion. I can however say without hesitation that the brief glimpses that they give me every now and then, make it totally worth it. Gosh, I love those boys.
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