I'm getting old. There's nothing else to it. I'm losing my mind and forgetting things I never thought I would. Cash said a couple of the funniest things last week and I remember thinking "I don't have to write that down cause it was so cute I'll never forget it." WRONG. Big mistake. It's killing me now that I can't remember. So in it's place I'll share a little Cash story...something that has been on my mind for a while now. I had one of those 'Mama Bear" moments the other day at McDonalds. Tob and I took the kids there the other day for lunch and to let them wear themselves out a little. While we were sitting at the table talking Elle came walking up to us with her arm around Cash. He looked as though he was going to burst into tears. The conversation went something like this. "What's wrong with Cash Elle?" - "He's sad because that boy over there says he doesn't like Cash." - me astonished.."What? Why? Did Cash do something?" - "No he just says he doesn't like him at all." No reason no explanation...just plain and mean. So I marched over there and sucker punched the kid. Not really, but I felt like it. I wanted to go say something to the little boy but toby didn't quite agree with me. Instead Toby and I told Cash that he was coolest little boy in the whole world and not to listen to him, that we loved him with all of our hearts. He got a smile on his face, hugged us, then ran away to play. But I sat there and let a few tears fall. It's amazing how you can love a little 3 foot boy so much that it physically hurts when they are hurting. I think I was crying more of the thought of what was to come then what had happened at that particular moment. I'm scared of my kids being teased, of them being picked the last in gym class, of them not getting asked to the dance, or making the basketball team. I'm not sure I was cut out for this job. I've been so lucky to have such a sweet little boy in Cash. He loves his sister so much. It's so cute, everytime I say "I LOVE you Cash!" He says, "and I LOVE my sister." well there you go. He's so happy always and I couldn't be more in love with him. Look out world...Cash's mom will always have his back.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Cash
I'm getting old. There's nothing else to it. I'm losing my mind and forgetting things I never thought I would. Cash said a couple of the funniest things last week and I remember thinking "I don't have to write that down cause it was so cute I'll never forget it." WRONG. Big mistake. It's killing me now that I can't remember. So in it's place I'll share a little Cash story...something that has been on my mind for a while now. I had one of those 'Mama Bear" moments the other day at McDonalds. Tob and I took the kids there the other day for lunch and to let them wear themselves out a little. While we were sitting at the table talking Elle came walking up to us with her arm around Cash. He looked as though he was going to burst into tears. The conversation went something like this. "What's wrong with Cash Elle?" - "He's sad because that boy over there says he doesn't like Cash." - me astonished.."What? Why? Did Cash do something?" - "No he just says he doesn't like him at all." No reason no explanation...just plain and mean. So I marched over there and sucker punched the kid. Not really, but I felt like it. I wanted to go say something to the little boy but toby didn't quite agree with me. Instead Toby and I told Cash that he was coolest little boy in the whole world and not to listen to him, that we loved him with all of our hearts. He got a smile on his face, hugged us, then ran away to play. But I sat there and let a few tears fall. It's amazing how you can love a little 3 foot boy so much that it physically hurts when they are hurting. I think I was crying more of the thought of what was to come then what had happened at that particular moment. I'm scared of my kids being teased, of them being picked the last in gym class, of them not getting asked to the dance, or making the basketball team. I'm not sure I was cut out for this job. I've been so lucky to have such a sweet little boy in Cash. He loves his sister so much. It's so cute, everytime I say "I LOVE you Cash!" He says, "and I LOVE my sister." well there you go. He's so happy always and I couldn't be more in love with him. Look out world...Cash's mom will always have his back.
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What a tender post, Josie. I feel the same way. I am going to be a wreck every time my kids get hurt. Physically or emotionally. Not sure I was cut out for this job either! ;)
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