the little stuff is the big stuff.
I know this really neat woman whose blog says "little things are the big things" on the top, and reads throughout with the most hilarious stories and insights about the day-to-day of life.
I was browsing through it the other day and I really got that little line stuck in my brain, which is doing me mounds of good.
So today when Iggy emptied a whole bottle of shampoo into the bath I tried not to get too mad and instead we savored that little-big moment.
When the kids were eating strawberries and Sparky asked "if we eat the green part will we die?" Duke and I laughed in that small moment, with more joy than usual. Then when Iggy shoved a whole strawberry into his mouth and ate it, stem leaves and all, just to freak Sparky out, we enjoyed the string of silly, little moments that make up our life all the more.
Lately I have been concentrating almost all of my energy on making meals and eating together as a family. We cook, set the table, say prayer holding hands, eat like mad, load my new dishwasher (thank you, Duke, my love), wash the table off, put all the chairs away so that Fitz doesn't climb onto the table, and then I commence preparations for the next meal, basically. We haven't had much time for grand schemes. But then, we really need this right now. Because the little stuff is the big stuff.
I was laying down to take a nap with the boys today and I just kept thinking about my Sparky turning four last month. At four-and-a-half he'll be a quarter-way to eighteen. That's scary. I thought, have we done everything in our power over the last four years to set him on a path to a healthy and independent life? We've not done anything huge, but there have been many little-big things; countless occasions of diapering, training, cuddling, talking things through, encouraging, disciplining, and answering question after question after question. Next time he asks me a really strange question that I don't have the energy to try and answer, I think I'll be more patient.
I keep asking Duke, "what will we do with four kids?" He just laughs at me and reminds me I was the #1 advocate for adding to our family. But the answer is really just that we'll do all the little things that we need to do, day-to-day, and over time those little things will build four, big boys.
Haha, there I go assuming this one is a boy again.
I was browsing through it the other day and I really got that little line stuck in my brain, which is doing me mounds of good.
So today when Iggy emptied a whole bottle of shampoo into the bath I tried not to get too mad and instead we savored that little-big moment.
When the kids were eating strawberries and Sparky asked "if we eat the green part will we die?" Duke and I laughed in that small moment, with more joy than usual. Then when Iggy shoved a whole strawberry into his mouth and ate it, stem leaves and all, just to freak Sparky out, we enjoyed the string of silly, little moments that make up our life all the more.
Lately I have been concentrating almost all of my energy on making meals and eating together as a family. We cook, set the table, say prayer holding hands, eat like mad, load my new dishwasher (thank you, Duke, my love), wash the table off, put all the chairs away so that Fitz doesn't climb onto the table, and then I commence preparations for the next meal, basically. We haven't had much time for grand schemes. But then, we really need this right now. Because the little stuff is the big stuff.
I was laying down to take a nap with the boys today and I just kept thinking about my Sparky turning four last month. At four-and-a-half he'll be a quarter-way to eighteen. That's scary. I thought, have we done everything in our power over the last four years to set him on a path to a healthy and independent life? We've not done anything huge, but there have been many little-big things; countless occasions of diapering, training, cuddling, talking things through, encouraging, disciplining, and answering question after question after question. Next time he asks me a really strange question that I don't have the energy to try and answer, I think I'll be more patient.
I keep asking Duke, "what will we do with four kids?" He just laughs at me and reminds me I was the #1 advocate for adding to our family. But the answer is really just that we'll do all the little things that we need to do, day-to-day, and over time those little things will build four, big boys.
Haha, there I go assuming this one is a boy again.
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I keep saying "girl" when I refer to our unknown baby. It's all I know. So I'm ready for it.
But I'd like to know the secret to getting boys.