The toddler boy wanted Mini-Wheats and I had just mopped the floor while he was at school and the baby was sleeping. I gave him his snack, but then shreds of cereal kept falling to the table and the floor. My least favorite chore these days is cleaning the table and the floor underneath because it seems to never stay clean. The Nester says in her book that her mom thinks clean floors make for a clean house. And my dining room floor can't seem to stay clean.
I confess that I ranted about crumbs. I told the toddler to eat quickly and that he could only eat those for breakfast from now on, once a day, because I couldn't clean floors all day long. I vowed to only buy the name brand from now on because surely it didn't shred and leave crumbs as easily as this store brand. I threatened nap time; I lost it.
I went to put the boy down early for his nap because of the crumbs. I can't remember if we sang or read, but I'm sure we did one or the other. He got in bed. I covered him up. I went to put the baby down. When I finished, I could still hear the boy singing.
I normally don't go in, but this time I did. I went in and his smile beamed. I asked him if he wanted to sing again, and he did. I kneeled on the floor beside him, rubbed his precious hair and face, and sang "You Are My Sunshine" and "Jesus Loves Me." Those are our songs. His sweet face gave forgiveness when I apologized. Then his sweet voice said, "Bye, Mom," and my heart skipped a beat.
How does this precious one love and live so fully and forgive so easily?
Forgive me, Lord. And thank You for this boy...and for crumbs on my floor.
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| Photo by Lauren Hutchinson of Desilu Photography |
