My kids surprise me sometimes. I mean, actually, they surprise me a lot. And of course not always in a way I want to be surprised.
Sometimes they come around the corner in a Batman mask to purposely surprise me and I pee a little. That way is definitely not my favorite.
And sometimes they catch me off-guard by taking ALL 5 kajillion of their stuffies and spreading them on the living room floor, making a “bed”, meanwhile dumping all the toys from the toy shelf on top of the bed spread they drug from their bedroom as well and making a “Super Party”!!!
Yeah, they do that one a lot. I guess I should not be surprised by it anymore, huh?
But then, there are those times that they surprise me by doing something I really was not expecting and when I come to find them doing that something my heart swells and I melt into a little puddle.
You know, like THIS:
I mean, y’all I couldn’t breathe for a second because of the awesome. What you have to understand is it is not just the fact that an older brother is reading to his little sister. It is the fact that it is THIS older brother because A) WOAH, he can totally read now and B) This is not really his kind of thing – to SIT STILL and read by his own choice. It is simply not his personality. So, to see them sitting there, like this, well I kinda cannot express how it made me feel.
Maybe it is like after a mother gives birth and hears the baby cry and sees that it is okay and breathing and finally sees the infant’s face after carrying it in her womb for so many months. Maybe it sounds a bit extreme but I still think it compares. Getting our kids to each stage is a labor of love. This picture means more to me than most will ever know.
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