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Many moments, too many too count, occurring because family time, busy time and because I was again reminded because of this time of year how fast time goes...
Moment #1: We are sitting in the movie theater amongst our friends. My husband is on my left, my son on my right. Every so often my husband taps me on the leg or shoulder. A gentle tap to mean that he likes a certain scene (we do this to each other all the time during movies, t.v. shows, etc.). A few points during the movie he puts his arm around my neck and shoulders. It actually puts me in a strange position and I am not totally comfortable. But I linger at having to get out of this hug from my spouse. Until my back starts to really hurt and then we reposition. The last half hour of the movie is kinda dragging and since it is an evening show, my son is starting to get restless and tired. He starts by putting his arms around me, until he eventually is sitting on my lap, a gangly almost twelve year old that barely is contained in my arms. This is pretty uncomfortable, my legs are starting to fall asleep and occasionally his head gets in my viewing space. But I don't care--how much longer will I get this type of snuggling by him? So I let him sit and fidget in my lap.
Moment #2: We are playing and carrying purses and backpacks around to various trips. We have gone to the beach and now it is time to go to her "house". Which she decides is under our kitchen table. She entreats me to come in. And I get down on the floor and try to squeeze under the table. I have to basically lie flat--and that is not good for her, because it is not time for sleep! So I sit up (well, kinda crouch/lie) and my head hits the table. She says "You are big!" and I agree. And she says "But I am small!" and I agree, while I rub my head and wish I had carpeting on the kitchen floor.
4 comments:
The scene at the theater is heartwarming. I think I will never tire of the warmth of a child, no matter how big, on my lap.
And the husband, that was awesome, too.
Discomfort never felt so good.
I think about that every time one of the kids crawls into my lap. Someday, they will be too big. I'm glad you got some snuggle time....
I dread the day my little ones get "too big" to snuggle....like you, even when it's a little uncomfortable, I still love the opportunity to cuddle.
You have such a wonderful family. I love that your son still snuggles. the sweet almost secret communication with your husband, and the make believe with your daughter.
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