Wednesday, January 05, 2011

So just maybe I haven't screwed them up beyond hope.

After an especially loud, violent and emotional screaming, scratching and hitting match (btw, both parties were fighting dirty--neither was more or less to blame) over a remote-control Strawberry Shortcake car, an angry mama put two angry kids in angry time-outs. When they had served their time, I quietly opened the doors to their rooms. A few minutes later, Carson came out and said he needed me to write some words on a card (we do this a lot) but he wouldn't need a stamp because it was "for someone already in this house." I patiently waited as he dictated. He finished the card with a ballerina drawing--in case you didn't recognize it immediately--sealed it in an envelope and hand delivered it with a hug. Thank you, Lord, for this sweet little miracle moment. I needed it today!

4 comments:

Catiejoyce said...

SO sweet!!! We NEED those moments!

Jo B. said...

So good to have moments like these to reassure us that they are growing and learning. I saw the drawing and thought it was a hand giving up a toy. But ballerina makes sense, too!

Steph said...

So precious. I never doubt his heart! Can we say angel-ballerina? Does she have a halo?

Natalie said...

That is so cute!! :) What a great brother!! :)