Friday, June 24, 2011

You're My Best Friend

Logan's been gone most of the week for business, and we've fared pretty well on our own...but today I learned a lesson I'll never let go of..

It's finally the end of the day, and I go to get the kids jammies on. Short story...Coy's poopy again. Not a big deal normally, but he'd wet, and messed 2 pairs of training pants, and 2 diapers today...and I've already thrown the diapers on the wash. I got upset. I change him, and while I'm taking care of the dirty insert, the boys start fighting over the blankets. Over the pillows. Over Snap, the stuffed alligator. And after a whole day of fighting, I am tired of it and I yell at them to just get in bed. Lights out. No story. End of day. I say a quick 'goodnight' and shut the door. Both kids keep screaming. I sit down on the couch and take a minute to breathe...to calm my frazzled nerves, and then open the door back up again. Bentley's up at the end of his crib, waiting for me to pick him up, like he knew I'd be back in...we both needed the comfort.

Soon its me, Coy & Bentley laying sliently on Coy's twin bed with cars & trucks on the sheets. Coy took the pig covered pillow, and I get the Thomas the tank engine pillow. Bentley's cradled in my arms. We lay there...no sound from anyone. I break the silence by telling Coy that I'm very sorry that I lost my patience with him, and my heart hurt. He ignored me, balled up under his John Deere blanket. That's ok, I know how he feels. We lay for a few more minutes. He starts shuffeling,... un-burying himself from his den of blankets and turns overn to face me. He puts him arm across my chest, then moves it up to my cheek, making me aware of my need to cut his fingernails. His oh-so-soft hands and gentle strokes soften my heart, and then whispering, he says "You're my best friend".

Tears stream down my face, wondering what I ever did to deserve a love like this...the unconditional love of a little child. So I lay, wet-faced, between two little boys, cry a prayer of thankfulness & say good night again. This time with a kiss.

And, I am counting...4 hours till Daddy pulls in!

9 comments:

Alicia "Al" Krisher-Behm said...

Sweet!

Heather T said...

awww...that brought tears to my eyes! what a sweetie...even if frustrating at times! i can totally relate...some days just make u want to scream, and then there's those little moments when they do the sweetest things and all's well again:0) your little family is adorable, elissa!:0)

Ashley said...

I agree with Heather, Elissa! You have the sweetest most adorable family. Children sure remind us on a daily basis why we're happy to be mommys and daddys. Precious precious little boy you melt many hearts with your tender words. yeah for daddy being home :)

Melissa said...

Aww, what a sweet little honey. That made me cry, too!

Jessie K said...

I have those days, too. Damion leaves for up to 7 days at a time, it's just soooo hard to be a single parent!!! I'm glad that I'm not, really. Just in the summertime!

Heather said...

Aww. so sweet. Kids are the best. Loved this story.

Mariah Baseman {Baseman Studios Photography} said...

Well, you weren't supposed to make me cry.... love this story! :)

Jolene said...

Precious story and so relatable. I think we've all been there. What sweet little boys you have. Keep up the good work.

Paige's Parents said...

Love these mommy stories that we can all relate to! Funny how we need just a quick moment to ourselves, but in the end what really helps is the sweet moments with our kids :) Miss you guys!