this guy wakes up with the sun every morning. he comes down the stairs and runs to me, smile and arms wide. i hug my boy, still warm from sleep, and i whisper good morning. i hold him as long as he'll let me. the night is the longest amount of time we're almost ever apart.
every morning, my husband or i asks him, "did you have any dreams?" he always pauses, and then says with a shrug, "no." every morning. we smile and carry on.
this week, though, Bubba recalled his dream for the first time.
it was about a giant dinosaur splashing in a swimming pool, drinking the pool water, and walking around loudly, shaking the world. he smiles when he remembers. it was an action-packed dream, vivid, and wonderful to him. days later, it's still fresh on his mind and he wants to tell us about his dream again.
i love it. this peek into my three year old son's mind. dinosaurs. swimming pools. splashes, noises, a shaking world. i want to pause time and talk about his dreams all day long.
we'll ask him every morning if he had any dreams. especially now that we know there's a chance he'll remember, and we'll get a glimpse into our little guy's thoughts. it makes him happy to remember, it makes us happy to witness.
i am blessed to be my children's Mom, and to start everyday with moments like these that make me smile.
Don't you see that children are God's best gift?
the fruit of the womb his generous legacy?
Like a warrior's fistful of arrows
are the children of a vigorous youth.
Oh, how blessed are you parents,
with your quivers full of children!