Has an idea on how to get the little tikes fire truck into the fort in the backyard? Ropes are rigged up before I know what he’s even thinking.
Wants to bake cookies because we talked about it a week ago? Ingredients are everywhere before my “not right now” registers in his brain. Giant fit ensues.
Gets a notion to do chores? He vacuumes the ENTIRE upstairs before I can get my pregnant self up the steps.
He’s just unpredictable, and most days I forget to appreciate the beauty of it as I clean up the messes.
And some days the beauty is so apparent that it brings tears to my eyes.
From the principal at school:
This past Thursday morning I walked a kindergarten girl to the gym because she was crying. As I was walking in the gym Lewis came right up and walk us to her spot in the line. He sat down with her and almost face to face he was saying some consoling words. I couldn’t hear what was said but she was nodding her head yes. I left her in good hands. What a true witness of God’s mercy and love!
My skin is like sand paper. It’s a combo of it being winter, dehydration from pregnancy (weekly IV fluids don’t seem to help skin), and my not being able to reach my legs to lotion them at 30 weeks pregnant. Last night lewis noticed how dry my ankles are and said “Mom you need lotion on there. My legs hurt when they are dry skin.” I told him he was right but I can’t reach to put lotion on. He said “do you want me to help?” and proceeded to lotion half of my legs, arms, and hands. When he was satisfied with his work he said “If you need me to do that tomorrow, I can.”
Such a beautiful showing of love, and so unexpected.