Love is Maturity in All its Shapes, Sizes and Forms
January 25, 2008
The Love Thursday is back, and not a moment too soon, if you ask me. (and you DID ask me, didn’t you? I could have sworn I heard something…) Shutter Sisters has kicked things off so I thought I would shine the spotlight on my oldest…..
…but then as I was putting this together he snuck in and scared the bejeezus out of me. I actually jumped. He laughed and the whole maturity thing went out the window.
But I digress.
The past few days have been just a little on the left side of hell for me. The weather has been cruddy, and my migraine has reemerged with a vengeance. The two left side tires on my MomVan decided to crap out, and I have been so distracted I didn’t notice it. My neighbor did as I was driving away from the school, with 5 children in the van. Only one of them was mine. He called me on my cell as I was driving home. He helped make sure we got home safely and filled up my tires so I could at least get to the tire place. I spent 3 hours at the tire store while they replaced one tire, refilled the other, and replaced my brake pads, because they were bad too.
It never rains, it just pours here, people.
So, car fixed! Still have migraine though. Tried to be good, healthy mom and put a stew kit from Tyson in the Crock Pot. People, this thing was HORRIBLE. Vile, even. Threw it out and picked up something quick. Came home, and crawled into bed. When I get these, it is really about all I can do. So since The Hubby is in Alabama for work, the boys were pretty much left on their own for the nighttime rituals. Spiff rose to the challenge and did a fantastic job. He really has been lately trying to make better choices and be a little bit more mature. Last night he nailed it, and tonight since I am not feeling 100% better, he is still trying to make things easier for me.
Except for the scaring thing, but we’ll overlook that. Just this once.
So for this Love Thursday I salute my son, my teenager, who has the ability to drive me absolutely bananas with his forgetfulness and idiosyncrasies; but also is trying each and every day to do his best. I’m incredibly proud of the young man he is becoming. So thank you, Spiff, for all of your help the past few nights. I couldn’t have done it without you.
Now, go pick up your sopping wet towel off the floor in the bathroom. Thanks.
Love you so much Spiff!
January 25th, 2008 at 2:25 am
Awww I love this post! So lovely.
I sure hope your migraine takes a hike soon – I’ve been getting them lately too and they really wipe you out! xo
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January 25th, 2008 at 7:27 pm
There must be something in the air…all of us moms feeling warm and fuzzy toward our kids this week
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January 26th, 2008 at 10:11 pm
Love the picture — sometimes our boys come through at the most surprising moments!
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