Today I was pleasantly reminded of how fun it can be to just hang out with my kids. When my first born turned 4, I started reminding myself how important it was/is to spend time with my kids, doing things they enjoy. I knew then, as I know now, that if I want my kids to want to spend time with me when they become young men and ladies (aka- teenagers) then I am going to have to spend time with them now. I can’t ignore them, or put them off because what they are doing is not the funniest thing on the planet, if I want them to enjoy being with me and spending time with me when they are older.
This is easier said than done, for me, though. I am a do-er. I want to be doing practical and “important” things all the time. I can hardly watch a movie let alone play GI Joes or Barbies. And with my kids, at least, it is never enough. I could spend all day on the floor playing batman and robin, and then get up to make dinner, and they would beg me not to go, like I never play with them. I try to find a balance. Lately, with the move and all, I have been way off balance, sending them off to entertain themselves, while I try to get life back in order.
So today was a laid back day of fun. I just hung out with my kids, something I have not been able to do in weeks! It was still difficult for me, especially as we approached the end of the day, when my brain automatically starts to replay the day in my mind, analyzing the heck out of it to see if I am a worthless human being, or a valuable member of society. This is also about the time that littlest A starts to fuss and refuse to be put down for any length of time. *Deep Heavy Sigh* Tomorrow is a new day, full of more adventures. I only pray that God would help me to not sweat the small stuff, and to know how to engage these amazing little people He has put in my life in such away as to point them to the ONE person that matters at all in this world. I guess I can start by reminding myself of that every thing.