hey y’all
Hope you’ve had a great week..I spent the majority of the week last week unplugged during our annual vacation with the MawMaw and the Pop to Grayton Beach. It was wonderful and relaxing and refreshing and all the other good stuff that vacations are supposed to be. Low key and memorable because of things like this…….
“I’m gonna remember this for-e-ver momma!”
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My momma’s always told me
“it’s the little things that matter”
We get together at momma and daddy’s every Sunday evenin’. It’s a weekly gatherin’ that allows us to catch up on the ‘latest happenins’. One particular evenin’ while sittin’ around the table chatting about the kids as well as the good, bad and ugly of parenting I asked momma,
“Do you have any regrets?”
Because as far as I’m concerned other than my mother’s occasional flash-crazy-mad-whack-this smart-mouth-child on the head with a hairbrush (that I TOTALLY deserved) her parenting was pretty near flawless.
Just ask my friends. They love my momma too. But that’s another story for another day.
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Momma’s words, “it’s the little things” echoed in my heart Friday evening when my youngest, freckled face rascal asked,
“You wanna go for a bike ride with me momma?”
“Sure son, let me ask your daddy and your brother if they want to go..”
quickly grabbing my hand, “No momma…just me and you.”
His sparkling blue eyes must have put me in a trance because the next thing I remember was the “break at the bridge”
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We’ve been coming to the beach with Cowboy Dan’s parents for several years now. Our time at the beach is special. No condos, WIFI or fast food. Instead we enjoy campfire chats, hikes, picnics and bike rides galore! Bike rides to the beach always include a “break at the bridge”…
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While peering over the bridge during our “break at the bridge” my little charmer stole what was left of my heart when he gazed up and me and said.
“Momma, I love you.”
Are there four sweeter words known ???
I reached down, picked that little rascal up, gave him a squeeze that would make a grizzly cry and said,
“I love you too buddy. I surely do.”
We glanced over the bridge a few moments more, played a quick “EYE SPY”
and just like that …we were on the road again…
Little man pedaling as fast as his short little legs would carry him.
While I cruised quietly behind him sweetly, savoring every single moment.
His VICTORY dance because he “beat me” to the parking lot was something I wish you all could have seen..
At last, our toes in the sand we walked hand-in-hand,
laughing, splashing all the way when he looked up at me with a smile so big it barely fit on his face and said,
“I’m gonna remember this for-e-ver momma!”
“Me too buddy. Me too.”
and I will
forever and ever.
amen.
That was very touching 🙂 Thank you for sharing it with us 🙂