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Time. A gift.

July 27, 2010

I threw every parenting rule out the window last week.

I didn’t make him stay in his seat, or clean his plate, or use his napkin.

I held him on my lap. I fed him spoonfuls of macaroni or chicken, even though he is quite capable of doing so himself. And I sang to him.

Just because I could.

If I stopped, he’d flash those dimples and demand “Mama, SING!”

I missed my oldest son desperately – he’d been gone over a week. Off to The Lake with my parents. But, that time with my youngest was so unique, so precious.

Time. Just time. Time to get in and out of the car, to walk across the street, to eat without rules and family regulations. Time, just like we had with his older brother five years ago, and no one to share it with. No one to argue over which cartoon to watch, or who got to pick the next song on the iPod, or who gets to get in which side of the car.

Everything was slower, last week.

It was a gift. I sang to him while he ate. He tucked his curly head into my shoulder and that moment was mine and mine alone.

One night he abandoned his plate and went in to help Daddy sort nuts and bolts in the garage. A more interesting task than eating.

One night when Daddy had an evening meeting, we skipped dinner altogeher and *gasp* we went to Yogurtland instead. (He had fresh fruit on his. I’m not entirely a bad mommy.) We sat and ate our fro-yo slowly. Enjoying the summer evening. Just us.

It doesn’t matter, I know this – the food will reheat. We’ll work on table manners, nutrition and Family Dinner some other time.

I’m so thankful that he got to be an only child for a week.

For time.

I’m linking up today with Chatting at the Sky!

tuesdays unwrapped at cats

11 Comments leave one →
  1. July 27, 2010 4:06 am

    >Yay! What a great post. Here's to having some focused time with that youngest one. I've never had just one child since the twins were born first, so I always treasure any amount of one-on-one time I can squeeze in. So sweet, this post.

  2. July 27, 2010 4:31 am

    >Oh how I love this and absolutely recognize those moments. They are as delicious as dessert for dinner!

  3. July 27, 2010 4:45 am

    >What a great post – well said!

  4. July 27, 2010 6:01 am

    >how fun. the second child has a very different life from the first. please link up on my tuesdays unwrapped!

  5. July 27, 2010 10:36 am

    >For some reason, it's so much easier to relax and enjoy our kids one at a time, isn't it? I usually think if I ease up, they'll take advantage, push the limits, etc and then our whole family structure will spiral out of control. I tend to exaggerate a little. The days when we can go-with-the-flow a little more, when I can just enjoy their company, those days are gifts. Just like your week with your little guy. Thanks for sharing! (dropping by from Tuesdays Unwrapped).

  6. upwardgirl permalink
    July 27, 2010 12:55 pm

    >Call me crazy, but I've never met a child spoiled from too much love. I want to be like you when I grow up! I pay too much attention to the rules. What a gift you've given me to slowly unwrap today! Thank you.

  7. July 27, 2010 12:59 pm

    >Good for you! Every kid should be able to know what it means to be "the" kid, even if just for a day or two.Nice nice post.

  8. July 27, 2010 5:23 pm

    >Oh that is really wonderful. I think I'm going to have some of this with my baby girl when school starts up again. I am really looking forward to giving her that gift. And for me, receiving that gift of "just her."

  9. July 27, 2010 11:12 pm

    >This is such a lovely post! I know just what you mean, too. Alone time is so good – for them, for us. You captured it perfectly!

  10. July 28, 2010 1:55 am

    >oh yes, let's let them be children… thank you for this poignant reminder, friend.

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