Kristina Summers
the forgotten one
Posted by Kristina Summers on October 20, 2009
Yesterday I was reminded once again how sweet and loving my little tryant of a 5 year old can be. All three lids were sick. Feverish, coughing, grumpy etc…I fell asleep with the baby in the rocker and woke sometime later so we could move to the couch to get more comfortable. I am not sure when I noticed how cold mu feet were and realized I was barrfoot…strange since I’d been wearing socks when I fell asleep. I shrugged it off assuming I had pulled them off when a little later my 5 year old asked me how I was feeling after my nap. In a moment of curiosity I inquired about the socks- he said “yes mommey, I wanted to rub your feet so you’d feel better since you work so hard.”
The tears welled up and I hugged this little tyrant who had earlier told me I was the meanest mom in space. Little boys will be boys, but not for long. Choose your battles and llove them most when they frustrate you to the breaking point. Before you know it they will have moved on. What kind of memories do you want to hold on to? The choice is yours.
John said
Are you a professional journalist? You write very well.