Sunday, January 1, 2012

Myles Jacob

Kids are fast asleep, napping after rocking their 8pm New Year’s Eve countdown in style with streamers, horns, and footie pajamas. The Christmas decorations around my house are down and it just looks naked. I figure now is as good of a time as ever to write my second blog post!

Myles Jacob…what a sweet little boy. He is a very independent, happy kid. Sometimes I forget that he’s five. He loves to talk and comes up with the most interesting thoughts. He loves to go recycling on Saturday mornings with his Papa. This week he “had to check his schedule.” Somehow he found the time.

Always interested in how things work and why we do the things we do, he is bubbling over with his observations about the world around him. The kid has an awesome memory. I can say I used to be like that, but now I just wish he would give me a tiny storage bucket of his memory. When he was 18 months old I needed new tires. It was taking forever, so I decided to run across the parking lot with him to play at the McDonald’s play land. If you know me, you know I didn’t let him actually eat anything there, but he had a blast playing. Not too long ago, we drove by the tire place and Myles said, “Hey Mom, when are you going to need new tires again? That was so fun! Remember? It’s right there Mom!” Who remembers anything from eighteen months old? Myles.

Somehow Myles has an amazing sense of direction. I think he got that from his Dad. He doesn’t always trust that I know where I’m going and is sure to say, “Mom, this doesn’t look familiar. Will you be able to get us out of here?” No worries kid, I’ve got this one.

Yesterday, I was getting ready and he brought in a blue heart bracelet that I think he had stashed from his Halloween bucket. He presented it to me in his man voice (where he lowers his voice as much as he can – and when asked about it denies he ever does such a thing). “Mom, this is for you because I love you so much.” I know that mothers of toddlers, preschoolers, school-agers, and teenagers alike all have felt this moment. It doesn’t matter what happened before or after your sweet child did this simple act of pure-hearted love. Nothing else matters. Being cool enough to receive the love of your child is just so special. I’m sure glad Myles is the other man that has my heart.

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