I have enough reasons to be down lately. I am usually perfectly content to wallow in it but my Whimsy asked us (her minions) to find the joy in our day and to blog about it. I read this request on Monday morning, not exactly my favorite day of the week. I usually start Mondays by counting down how many minutes until Thursday afternoon. But then I decided to just be open minded. If I felt joy, I would recognize it and wallow in THAT instead of my usual negative outlook on how I'm feeling.friend
Nothing joyful actually popped to mind until this morning when I was reading Amy's blog about Nate and his two- - . I started to chuckle remembering the age of two as almost unbearable. Then I started to think about my kids and where they are now and started to reflect on how happy and agreeable and easy going Zack has been this week. The more I thought about it the more I smiled and realized that I was feeling JOY. Apparently, when you're out of practice, you have to go looking for it.
One particular moment of awesomeness was last night at bedtime. Skyler was having a whiny night and was begging for her thousandth hug as a way to put off going to sleep. Zack could sense that I had had it with her and so the next time she called out for another hug Zack yelled from his room "I'll give you a hug". my heart almost melted into a puddle of mush. This child usually can't stand his sister and would rather touch worms than show her any affection. She declined, but it was the same to me as if they were offering each other grand shows of affection every night. It brought me JOY.
Thanks Whimsy. I'll continue your project this week, it looks like I"m already learning something.