Wednesday, May 13, 2009

The Mostest There Ever Was

That's how much I love Molly (and Grayson, for that matter). It's our little game we play every night at bedtime. EVERY night. And it never changes.

Molly: "I love you, Mommy."
Me: "I love you, Molly."
Molly: "I love you, Mommy."
Me: "I love you more."
Molly: "No, I love YOU more."
Me: "Well I love you the most."
Molly: "No, I love YOU the most."
Me: "Well I love you the mostest there ever was."
Molly: "No, I love YOU the mostest there ever was!"

It's always the same. Just one of those silly little things that has become habit. But it's something that I look forward to at the end of each day. And something I will miss dearly one of these nights when my girl finally forgets about the "mostest there ever was" game. Poof. Just like that. Kind of like the lullaby trio that I used to sing Grayson. Again, EVERY night. But then one night, I just stopped. Maybe because one night he seemed older. Old enough to not need his mom to sing him to sleep anymore. It's a good reminder of how long I've been on this journey--being a mom. I know, I know...6 years is nothing. But actually, 6 years is 2,190 days. And that IS a lot. 2,190 days worth of hugs, kisses, and tears to wipe. Teachable moments and lessons learned. Laughing, crying, and everything in between. I'm 6 years in, and while that may still be considered just the start of my journey, I'm so lucky to already have enough memories to fill up volumes, not just chapters or pages.

Grayson and Molly, I love being your mom. I love to be in the midst of your playing, as your imaginations run wild, but I also love to stand back and watch you from a distance. Because when I do, my heart is full, and I am reminded just how much better--more complete--my life is with the 2 of you in it. Complete joy.

Thanks to my little family for a wonderful Mother's Day. It was perfect. Fun activities to do with my kids. First, an early morning breakfast at Wildwood Cafe. Yum. Then off to Lowe's to buy flowers, which we planted together. And finally, before the day was over, we headed to the theater to watch Monsters vs. Aliens.


Um, yes, I do look like death warmed over. No shower at this point.


Our planted creation.






Photo courtesy of Grayson.


Guess who this photo is courtesy of? Although, to her credit, isn't that an actual technique? Snapping shots at an angle??? Hmmm...

2 comments:

Michelle said...

This is so cute. Funny, Ryan and I do a very similar thing everyday as well. Except our is

"I love you Ryan."
"I love you too Mommy."
"I love you even more than that,"
I say to which Ryan replies, "I love you even more, more, more than that." And then he gives me a giant hug and kiss.

As you say, sadly one day this will end, but for now I'll take it. Glad you had a great Mother's day.

CB said...

I sing ABC to Isaac and then Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star to Zac...every night...Did you know that there are 3 verses to Twinkle, Twinkle... And for variety, I sometimes sing the ABCs in French.

I hate to think exactly how MANY times I have sang either song in the last 8 1/2 years. Zac actually gave me a coupon for Mother's Day to "skip" singing...two times... 'cuz sometimes I need to take a break...

(oh, and Molly made sure that I noticed the flowers today...)