Tuesday, March 18, 2014

A Moment

I wish I could have recorded a conversation I had with Corbin today because I want to remember it word for word. 

But since it’s not recorded and this conversation took place hours ago and I’m now at the ripe “old” age of 33, my memory has already started to fade and I can’t recall the exact words but I’ll do my best.  I want to record this for myself.

This afternoon we had a few errands to run and then we were headed to the park to play!  Corbs and I were both excited to be finished with our tasks and enjoy the sunshine.  However, one of our jobs was to take Daddy his laptop that he needed for an after work meeting.  All we had to do was drop it off in his car, easy peasy! 

Unless, someone drives all the way to work and forgets to bring the laptop they were supposed to be dropping off, ugh!!!

I was so frustrated at myself for leaving the laptop bag on our mudroom bench.  I told Corbin the situation and that we would have to drive back home and then back to Daddy’s office.

He asked if I was frustrated with myself.  I said yes, that I was really frustrated we had to drive all the way back home and that it was going to take longer than expected. 

Here’s the sweet, kind, oh so knowledgeable piece of advice I got from my 3 year old:

Mom, it’s ok.  You just need to be patient.  At school we sang a song (he proceeds to sing a ditty about the fruits of the spirit, which include patience).  When I’m frustrated I just remember to be patient.

I told him that he was right and that I needed to pray for help with having patience in this situation. 

Then the moment passed and he was on to asking how fast we were going, But it was a moment that I will forever cherish.

Can I tell you how grown up this little guy is sometimes.  Seriously, he was sitting in his car seat with his little legs crossed and just talking to me so calmly and rationally about my need for patience.  His tone was so empathetic and oozed his desire to comfort me with his advice.

I so wish I could have recorded this moment.  My memory might fade about the exact words and the exact conversation, but I believe that my heart will forever remember the feeling I had from Corbin’s tone of compassion, empathy, and true concern for me. 

Thank you God for my little man.

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