Sometimes, having a four year old drives me a little crazy. I am sure I’m not alone in this. It’s this age where you have this child, who is still your baby, acting like a sassy sixteen year old. I have been told “I told you so”, “Ya right”, “I don’t THINK so” too many times to count this year. And the lovely one that he picked up from my own mother.. “Don’t even think about it.” Isn’t it great when they turn those phrases around and throw them back in your face? Or, even better, when they say it to a complete stranger in the grocery store and you pray for a sink hole to open up, right there in the produce section?
Even with all that…. quirkiness….. there is something so amazing and wonderful for every age. As he learns more and more advanced vocabulary, it still comes out wrong half the time. Such as, our favorite book to read at bedtime is Where’s Waldo? and Hop on Pop. In our house, it is called “Where’s Walder?” and he’ll “give me a mint” when I’m trying to guess where Walder might be at. Ice cream is still “I fream” and he still says “I la you” instead of I love you. He has been telling me lately, “that doesn’t make any sense, mom!”. He named a caterpillar “cocoa rockstar” today and is keeping him in a jar in our kitchen. He laughed uncontrollably at a woman in Where’s Walder because “she’s wearing a yellow shirt!”. He still sleeps in my bed.
I’ve always prioritized him. Even though I’m a single mother, I’ve still managed to be a stay at home mom, and I’ve always worked around HIS schedule. If he is at dad’s house, I work. If he is at preschool (2 days a week), I work (and go to school). It hasn’t been easy, nor are we rich. But because I limit how much I work (and go to school), I increase how much time I’ve gotten to spend with him. And when will I ever get this time back? Have you ever sat down to really think about how each day passes, each moment passes, each night passes… and we never get it back? I don’t want to ever lose sight of how important our time spent is.
As I enter the very last year of being a stay at home mom with him, (I really can’t believe he will be going to Kindergarten a year from now!) I am so saddened that it’s coming to an end. I know I should look forward to new beginnings and I do… but the days of playing in the yard, taking walks and bike rides, cooking lunch together, eating ice cream out of the carton at noon… are all coming to a close. So, I think this is about as personal as I have ever gotten on this blog, but the love for your children should never be underappreciated. Every day is a gift and it’s not a given. Hug your babies tonight!