I can’t fall asleep, so I thought I’d write a quick post to get my brain to unwind a bit. I actually have a few posts stewing in the back of my mind, but I haven’t had the time to sit down and write them yet. I’ll find time here soon, hopefully.
Most of my time and energy is focused on the kids these days, so it’s easy to get lost in the routine and mundane aspects of what that looks like. But sometimes I remember to take a mental snapshot of a moment in a day – even in the midst of the busyness of life.
Tonight the four of us took a trip to Burlington Coat Factory to pick out some Easter outfits for the boys. This is something that Sarah really gets excited about, and so I thought she would like it if we all went out together. Unfortunately, Micah was either very tired this evening or feeling a bit under the weather. Whatever the case, he was quite irritable. So to keep him calm, as Ezra tried on his clothes Micah and I walked around the store for a while. He ended up wanting me to hold him in my arms as I walked around the store with him.
He laid his head on my shoulder and just relaxed. We talked about the things we saw together, being sure to use all the words that Micah knows how to say.
And as I walked around with Micah I realized that this was a moment I should savor. It wasn’t anything too special. Nothing exciting was happening. But Micah had his arms around my neck and his head on my shoulder. I won’t always be able to do that. There will come a day where I don’t pick up my son like that.
But right now, he’s still small. He’s still a three and a half year old little guy who loves his daddy more than the world.
Eventually we I walked back over to the dressing rooms to see if Ezra was done changing. When they came out of the dressing room, I saw how happy Sarah was looking at Ezra in his new Easter outfit, and how cute Ezra looked, and how comforting it was to have Micah in my arms.
The stage of life that we are in can be exhausting, but it won’t last forever. We have no idea what the future has in store for us. But right then, I was happy. I was content. I was thankful. I recognized how blessed I really am.
So I made sure to file this memory away in my personal library of impressions.