Here's a video montage I made, of the last two years we've been graced with the life of Aero Stuart. Happy Birthday, sweet boy!
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Aero turns 2
Technically, he turns two tomorrow. But I can already foresee tomorrow being full of things to do to prepare for our celebration of him. Right now I have some down time to reflect back on these past two years... And so I will try really hard to not tear up as I ponder. But I will not succeed :0)
Aero Stuart is a dynamic little boy. Full of energy. Life. Affection. Shrill squeals (we are trying to work on that). Lover of balls. Lover of hats. Lover of the outdoors. He is free-spirited, adventurous. Independent. Playful.
Yet Aero will lovingly stroke my hair when I take time to straighten it- he actually notices when it looks pretty. But then I have to comb out the peanut butter and banana bits ;0) He took 5 whole minutes today to give me full, hard hugs around the neck, and kisses on the lips. He melts my heart.
To this day, he still is evidence of a God who loves me, who hears my prayers and sees my tears. Our third child was a long time in coming. Longer than we wanted. A more painful journey than I would have chosen. The heavens seemed closed and silent. No answers. Just hopes and longing. I came to a place of deciding to choose to trust God, even if I never got what I wanted.
And then we were given this precious little boy, so full of spunk and tenderness. What a dynamic mix. I adore every feature of his perfect face. His perfect kissable lips and his beautiful olive eyes. His contagious smile and laugh. He is just what this family needed.
I am so, so very grateful. What a wonderful two years it has been.
Happy Birthday, Aero Stuart!!!
Aero Stuart is a dynamic little boy. Full of energy. Life. Affection. Shrill squeals (we are trying to work on that). Lover of balls. Lover of hats. Lover of the outdoors. He is free-spirited, adventurous. Independent. Playful.
Yet Aero will lovingly stroke my hair when I take time to straighten it- he actually notices when it looks pretty. But then I have to comb out the peanut butter and banana bits ;0) He took 5 whole minutes today to give me full, hard hugs around the neck, and kisses on the lips. He melts my heart.
To this day, he still is evidence of a God who loves me, who hears my prayers and sees my tears. Our third child was a long time in coming. Longer than we wanted. A more painful journey than I would have chosen. The heavens seemed closed and silent. No answers. Just hopes and longing. I came to a place of deciding to choose to trust God, even if I never got what I wanted.
And then we were given this precious little boy, so full of spunk and tenderness. What a dynamic mix. I adore every feature of his perfect face. His perfect kissable lips and his beautiful olive eyes. His contagious smile and laugh. He is just what this family needed.
I am so, so very grateful. What a wonderful two years it has been.
Happy Birthday, Aero Stuart!!!
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
That Mom
So I found myself as "that mom" at Target last week. You know. That mom with the shrill, piercing shrieks of a red puffy faced, runny nosed, two year old. You are probably cringing inside as you read that. We all know what an uncomfortable atmosphere that sort of experience creates. Why was this two year old shrieking? Because he broke a bone or was bleeding profusely from a major cut? Because the world was about to end? Well, no, no, and no. It was because he didn't want to sit in the cart. I know. How can a mom be so cruel, right?
Funny how everyone avoided my eyes as I steered the cart up and down the aisles. Normally people don't at all mind looking me in the face. Not today. I was actually humored by it (don't tell).
And what did I do to attend to my two year old's behavior? Did I address his attitude? Take him into the bathroom and administer some discipline? Nope. This mommy quickly found isle 8 with "Snacks", tore open a box of fruit snacks, and gave him a healthy portion of them. And behold, peace came to earth.
Sometimes moms just want silence. Sometimes we just want a little bit of peace. Behavioral issues are almost always addressed in my children. But this time.... this time, I purchased a bit of peace for $3.50. It was worth it.
Funny how everyone avoided my eyes as I steered the cart up and down the aisles. Normally people don't at all mind looking me in the face. Not today. I was actually humored by it (don't tell).
And what did I do to attend to my two year old's behavior? Did I address his attitude? Take him into the bathroom and administer some discipline? Nope. This mommy quickly found isle 8 with "Snacks", tore open a box of fruit snacks, and gave him a healthy portion of them. And behold, peace came to earth.
Sometimes moms just want silence. Sometimes we just want a little bit of peace. Behavioral issues are almost always addressed in my children. But this time.... this time, I purchased a bit of peace for $3.50. It was worth it.
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