Passing Notes

Yesterday, Jake and my husband exchanged a few notes during church. I chose to be the reverant one, which is to say I was sleeping at the time. But that makes no difference, because Jake's list of things to do after church did not involve me. Smart child. After only eight years on earth he's figured out that my Sunday afternoons are reserved for sleeping or baking. Or both.  

Instead of snatching the notebook out of my husband's hands when I woke to find him and the kids giggling and passing notes, I chose to save it here. This memory was too cute to toss. Also, I think Jake may be a future writer, or at the very least a future foodie. (He has his priorities straight. Food first, play second.) 

 

I can't help but notice that "help Mom make dinner" was not listed. Perhaps an oversight? Or maybe he knew Mom wasn't going to make dinner anyway. And of course big brother Paul had to get in on the conversation and point out the impossibility of having that much fun in so short a time. But you know what? When it was time to go to bed, my dude turned to me and said, "Well, we almost did everything on the list." I stared at him, wondering how he managed to do it all, especially since he had spent time with me and the other kids, too, in addition to doing the dinner dishes and going on a walk. Oh yeah, and he brushed the cat, as he does every night.  

It's times like these that I look up at the sky and mouth "thank you" to Heavenly Father. I am one lucky girl.  

Comments

[shelby]

Awwww! No wonder you wanted to save such a treasure! Life should always feel this good. :)

[LauraB.]

Thanks for making me smile today. I needed it. You are one lucky lady to be surrounded by 4 loving boys/men. You are raising them right.

[MaryB]

Awww! You're family is so cute (every one of you)!

[Julie B.]

You are a very lucky girl. All your boys- big and little are great guys:) But then they are lucky boys to have wonderful YOU!