I had one of
those days today...
the kind that just exhaust you and drain you emotionally and physically.
In the midst of a
lot of frustration and exhaustion with Noah, a conversation
occurred that was just too cute not to record and remember.
Let me set the stage...I had just made a fresh pot of macaroni for lunch.
Sweet Sissy is always so willing and ready to share things with her brother.
He, on the other hand, not only doesn't share
anything with her, but also doesn't accept her offers to "help" and share with him.
So, today Sweet Sissy
first got a bowl out and gave it to me, saying "That's
Bubby's". I filled it with macaroni. She then handed me a pink bowl for herself and I filled it with macaroni.
Noah, in the state of
sassy-ness he was in, walked by the counter, grabbed the bowl off of the counter as he proclaimed in a "not nice at all" tone...
"
I don't want that bowl"!And you can probably guess what happened...
The macaroni went flying all over the floor!Despite my internal desire to
"lose it", I stayed calm and told him that he would have to clean up the mess.
Well, after about 10-15 minutes of crying while cleaning up his mess, noodle by noodle... each with a new square of paper towel, the following exchange took place...
Noah:
"I wish I didn't live here."Me:
"Really? Is there another place you would like to live where you would be loved as much as Mommy & Daddy love you?"Noah:
"Yes, there is."Me:
"Ok, well tell me where it is and I'll drop you off there."Noah: Tears followed by...
"But I don't want you to drop me off there."Me:
"But you just told me there was a place you could live where you would be loved as much as Mommy and Daddy love you. Where is that place?"Noah: More tears, a sad and scared look in his eyes, followed by...
"Well, it's Heaven! But I don't want to go there today! I want to wait until I am old."I couldn't help, but smile!
He was right... Heaven is the
only place he could live where he would be loved as much as we love him.
I guess the important stuff is sinking in!