Carson stalls his inevitable bedtime every night with requests to be tucked in (again), to open his closet door wider, or for a cup of water.
“Don’t forget the ice, Mommy!” he’ll call behind me as a shake my head and roll my eyes.
Ever the trained monkey, I fill his cup with ice and water and bring him his drink.
Sometimes I get a thank you, sometimes I don’t. Most nights I don’t even remind him to say thank you because I’m so desperate to get my 1.5 hours of child-free time before going to bed myself.
Last night I could hear him reading his books quietly to himself long after the delivery of his nightly iced beverage. Suddenly he called out, “Mommy! I forgot to say thank you.”
Confused, I trudged to his room. “What, Carson? What did you say?”
“Mommy, I forgot to say thank you…for my water.”
My little, sweet, polite boy. His concern was genuine, not just a stall tactic to get me to come back to his room. I curled up beside him, wrapped my arms around him and told him how proud he had made his mommy.
Ella may as well be called Miss Congeniality. I fully expect one day to feed every new student, lonesome child, and entire cheerleading or math teams that Ella comes across. As soon as you meet her, she is nearly always immediately friendly. Even at the wee age of two, she knows how to put people at ease. She never leaves anyone out.
“You wanna come, too?” she’ll ask, to anyone who’s nearby and appears alone. Ella befriends the children at the library, inviting them home to live with us. When they decline, she just shrugs her shoulders in way that says, “Suit yourself. You have no idea the awesomeness you’re missing, though.”
When she’s not out searching for lost souls, her favorite position is in on my hip, gently patting my shoulder or playing with my hair. She seems to be overflowing with love and affection. Spontaneously she’ll make eye contact with me, smile her biggest smile and say, “Mommy. I love you,” and fall in to a fit of hugs and giggles.
I don’t know what I did to deserve these kids. I am the luckiest Mom.