Precious Moments in a Busy Week

Just a few moments that stood out of much joyful time with my little man this week

Monday: Jackson loves his Little People. He was sorting them super heroes and animals on the window sill for quite some time. He then brought Mickey over to join them before deciding they needed relocation.

He proceeded to take them one or two at a time to the cabinet in the kitchen. He carefully placed them inside, standing up properly & facing forward, then shut the door to go back for more. His imagination amazes me and I so desperately wish I understood all that he says about his ideas and activities.

Later Monday evening: Jackson loves to clean. Being his busy self, he moved right from the Little People in the cabinet (leaving about five of them still "hiding") to wanting to sweep. Busy weekend before and dirty winter weather had our kitchen floor kind of gross, so I joined him in his cleaning.

We started with sweeping, but he knows the routine so next came the Swiffer. He made a sweep of it first, then when he moved back to emptying his dust pan, I actually washed down the floor by the garage door. Bad idea. I have learned this lesson before, wet floor means slipping. Sure enough, I was making Jackson laugh playing peek-a-boo and he turned to run to hide. WHAM! Blood. His front tooth cut open his top lip. Now we have had our fair share of head bumps but this was a first. I scooped him up and while holding him tight managed to continue to talk to him while fishing out a clean towel wetting it and filling it with ice. I have him slightly calmer when all of a sudden his nose starts bleeding. OH MY GOSH, what a horrible mother. The bleeding stopped eventually and he was talking and drinking water. Me on the other hand was still shaky.

The most precious moment of it all came when he is finally starting to calm down a bit, but me Im tearing up. He stops sobbing and looks at me with genuine concern. I put on a smile and he cuddled into me. My heart melted.

Thursday: When I picked Jackson up from school he was so excited to have me join in their fun. Jackson and another kid had been listening to a story read by the teacher. He immediately got excited, feet stepping quickly in place, and says "reeed," pointing to the book. Followed quickly by "you sit, you sit," pointing at the ground next to him and looking up at me. It is a joy to see him so happy about activities at school and his eagerness to share them with me. I am also obsessed with his developing ability to almost carry on a conversation.