
it's a sweet time of life with so much mysterious possibility around the corner. i know i say it's a sweet time of life a lot on this here blog but it's true.
ambrose is turning into a little child who learns, understands, and remembers things i tell him like today as we were having a little outing just the two of us to the grocery store:
ambrose: mama, what the trees doing?
me: hmmmmm.... (what
are the trees doing????) well, they're dancing in the wind and the leaves are painting the sky....
and then i just laughed to myself because he nods and accepts my earthy answers as fact.
later tonight he was being extra precious to stall his bedtime by telling me to lay down with him and tell him "cousin stories" so i took him on an imaginary journey in the sky from his cousins in texas, to kansas city, to utah, las vegas and then ending in california. he giggled and put a chubby arm tight around my neck and said, "mama, the tress...dance in the wind.... and the leaves (i could almost hear his brain working overtime to remember it all) paint the sky!"
oh man, he had me in the palm of his pudgy hand and he knew it.
ambrose: mama, stephanie (yes he likes to call us by our first names), ambrose go temple with mama, daddy and asher!
me: yep. that's what we did tonight.
ambrose: sing temple song!
so, i sing "
i love to see the temple." it's of course a solo since he only knows a word here and there and even though i dont think of myself as much of a singer i never feel embarrassed to sing out loud and proud to my babies. as i'm singing he hugs me real tight and kisses my cheek and i cry a little, because i feel lucky to have so many moments like these with him all day long and i know it wont last forever.
he wont always ask to hold my hand in the grocery store or hug me close and ask for me to sing to him, but he does now and i love it.
i have a lot to do lately, but all i find myself wanting to do is play with ambrose, and cuddle asher, and sing to my babies, and hold them close. i feel grateful for the chance to teach soon, but even more grateful to be ambrose's and asher's mom.