So far, this has been a fantastic Spring Break. I was really, really, REALLY anxious about it, because well, I am always anxious when I have to spend hours upon hours and days upon days with the Zoester. I do not know how stay at home moms do it. They are seriously some of the strongest, most selfless people I know. However, God has been so faithful, and we have a had a great time so far. I do not know why I am surprised by this. My God is always so faithful, but it seems like it just hit me the other day while I was lying in bed. I CAN pray to have a great week with Zoey, and God will answer my prayer. The creator of the universe cares whether my daughter and I have some real bonding time. Wow. So many small things blow me away about my Father.
Anyway, my mom and I decided to pack up and head to Waco to see my grandparents. My Papa needs a someone to take care of him every once in a while, since he is essentially a stay at home parent to an infant. And I think I have it hard. So, here we are in Waco. I was super nervous about Zoey sleeping well because of the time change and being in an unfamiliar environment, but she didn't do too bad last night, and so far tonight, not a peep. She was zonked.
While I was sitting in my car this afternoon taking a breather and charging Zoey's DVD player, I spotted my Bible in the floor board and realized God had graciously given me some pure, unadulterated time just to spend with him. It is always a luxgery when I do not feel like I am just squeezing God in. After a little readin', I was doing a little prayin'. I was just thanking God for some of the sweet times that I had had in the past two days with my precious family. I prayed that God would help me to remember some specific things even though I did not have pictures of them. And hours later, it dawned on me that writing them down would be a good way to remember them.
So, the things that I want to remember are:
*Taking Zoey on her first convertible car ride (completely illegally!)It was such a beautiful day yesterday before we left town, and my dad and I have just been longing to be able to take Zoey for a ride in his new car. The law says she is supposed to be 12 before she can ride in a front seat, but we just couldn't wait that long. I love experiencing things with her.
*Talking with my mom for three hours straight on the car ride here.
* Zoey in the backseat saying" Hi mommy! Hi Meme! Hi Mommy! Hi Meme! I happy!"
*Sitting in my grandparents backyard with my mom, Papa, and Meme blowing bubbles with Zoey on a gorgeous afternoon. How can I be anymore blessed? The weather was perfect.
*Sitting in the drive way with my mom and Zoey coloring with side walk chalk and eating ice cream. I think that might be the highlight of my trip. The sun was about to set and there was a slight breeze, but it wasn't cold in the sun. My daughter had bare legs that are covered with bruises and scratches from constantly falling, but they are still the cutest legs I have ever seen. Her eyes were full of delight as she discovered this new toy that would color on the ground. We sat on the sun warmed ground and drew letters and made sounds and sang songs and snuggled. And then to compound on her delight Meme brought her the greatest love of her life ICE CREAM! After eating as much as I would allow her, her face was covered with chocolate and chalk and I wished so much that I could draw so I could capture that moment forever. Not even the camera could do her justice.
*Consoling my little girl when she woke up and didn't know where she was. She then let me lay down with her. That never happens anymore. She fell asleep on my stomach just like she did when she was a baby. I just lay there smelling her hair and stroking her soft arms.
*Laying in bed with my mom and my daughter. Zoey woke up this morning super early, but my mom tried to let me sleep by putting her in bed with her. When I walked in to her room, I could tell that Zoey was not going to go back to sleep, but I decided to slide in bed next to her anyway. It was a sweet time. She let me hold her hand, and she rested for about 30 more minutes. I loved it. Just laying in the dark with two of my favorite girls listening to their breathing.
*Laying on my back in the dressing room of Ann Taylor Loft with Zoey on my feet flying through the air.
*Watching my daughter so completely love her great grandfather, taking his hand and demanding that he come wherever she goes, calling his name to get his attention, eating her vegetables just because he asked her to, climbing into his lap for an extra snuggle.
My heart is full.