Of late nights and hotdogs…

I love my SuperBug.  He truly has the most amazing and loving heart I have ever seen.  At his young age, he shows more compassion and love than adult 5 times his age!  I am constantly reminded of how blessed I am that God chose me to be His mother.  Today was just another example.
Last night, Honeybee was having a difficult time sleeping.  Her eczema was causing her such discomfort and she needed extra TLC to calm down.  I didn’t mind.  I loved holding her and stroking her back, soothing her with the natural creams that moisturize.  However, it would be less than honest to say that I was no tired.  When I finally got her settled and sleep, I’d walked the home floors for several rotations.  When the alarm clock blared my awakening this AM, I’d only had a couple of hours of sleep and knew I would need to sleep for a few more snooze button rotations.  Forty minutes later, I finally managed to get up and get ready.  Looking at the clock, I inwardly groaned.  I wouldn’t have time to make lunch that morning and I needed to clean the bottles that I left in the sink last night.
The lunch of champions 🙂
Imagine my surprise and delight when I walked downstairs and the sink was clear.  My wonderful mother-in-law had awakened early and cleared the mess for me.  My son was standing by the kitchen island with a wide grin on his face.  As I was walking out the door and preparing to give him his goodbye hug and kiss, he told me not to forgot my lunch.  I was just about to explain that I didn’t have make lunch, he points to a gray plastic bag.
My SuperBug had awakened, showered, and then took it upon himself to make me lunch—a hotdog on a bun, a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos, and a Big Capri-Sun.  He even put ketchup in the separate areas.  My son then explained that he’d heard his sister crying in the middle of the night and had seen me walking in and out of her room through the crack in his door.  He figured I would be too tired to get up and make lunch and he knew I’d not had the chance to do so the night before.  He didn’t want me to skip lunch, so he made lunch for me.
My heart was amazingly full.  As I write this, I am reminded of God’s word, which tells me that unless I am converted and become as a child, I shall not enter the kingdom of heaven (Matt 18:3 KJV).  While I know this verse is geared more to one’s faith, I believe that my son exhibits some of the Godliest characteristics that I have had the privilege of being exposed.  I would be honored to be more like him in that regard.
In the meantime, I am super blessed to have him as my son and I am more than honored to be his Mommy.


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