Richie, for those of you who haven't spent any time with him, is a very busy boy. He likes to investigate everything around him. He loves getting out of the house and going, well, anywhere.
And Rich especially loves going to the store--which is (usually) nice for me because it makes grocery shopping with a toddler just a little bit easier. Yesterday was no exception. When I asked Richie if he wanted to come with me to Wal Mart, he was excited and ready to go right away. So off we went to get some groceries.
However, we got going to Wal Mart a little later than I had originally hoped to go. As we left, I realized that by the time we got back, it would be time for Rich to eat some dinner and get ready for bed. So I decided to go as fast as I could with the shopping, then stop at Papa John's to pick up a pizza on our way home. (I know, not the healthiest meal, but one of my current pregnancy favorites.)
But hurrying the grocery shopping makes for one tired pregnant mama. By the time we got to Papa John's, I was hungry and tired. And so was Richie. So when the Papa John's workers told me that we would probably have to wait about 20 minutes for the pizza, I about died inside. How was I going to occupy Rich for that long? How would I keep him out of their kitchen area? (There was no door. It's just a cash register, then the kitchen, right there.) I groaned inwardly, but decided to just see how things went. I said a little prayer to gather my strength, and then sat down on the bench with my busy boy.
But the most surprising thing happened. Rich thought the bench was awesome. (He even said so a few times. "This is awesome!") And he sat beside me the whole time we waited for our pizza. Sure he was noisy and screamed a few times (out of joy, he rarely screams for any other reason than excitement), but he didn't try to climb off the bench even once.
This was a miracle. For me at least. I was so tired, and it was so nice to just sit by my boy as he wiggled on the bench. What made him be so good for me? I don't know, but I sure am grateful that he was. Instead of feeling frazzled, I just got to just enjoy being out with my Rich-boy. I know it's just a little thing, that he was so stationary (for Richie, that is), but it was so, so nice.
So, even though you won't remember this, my Rich-boy, thanks for being so good to me yesterday.
2 comments:
Right, he won't remember it, but he will get to read about this along with all the other things you have shared here. I wish I had the same gift to give to my sons.
I love this story! That really is a little miracle.
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