Listening

Lately I have been watching the children play and they always seem to be just out of ear reach. As I watch them I wonder what they are saying to each other. At the Lake of the Ozarks when they were on the tube just talking and talking I would have given anything to have heard their little conversations. When they are out playing on the trampoline and get tired so they just lay down and talk. Oh, how I wish hear what they said.

Well, today my wish came true. Olivia was in her piano lesson, I was nursing Elle, and the boys were playing football right in front of the truck. I was watching them play of course but then I noticed how much they were talking to one another. So I rolled down my window and listened in. They were running plays, and dreaming of furture days playing in the NFL. They told each other what positions they wanted to play, and Ethan expressed his disappointment in the fact that at the NFL level he wouldn't be able to play both sides of the ball. They talked about what teams they would love to play for, and what would happen when they would inevitably have to play each other.

My heart melted as my two sweet boys shared in a love for something. Dreamed of their futures together. All while laughing and playing together.

I am neck deep in mothering, and boy oh boy can it exhaust a person! I am so grateful for this moment to pause and enjoy this sweet relationship that I have been working hard to nourish. The children's bickering often makes me feel like we aren't making progress on strengthening the sweet relationship between the children, but moments like this give me hope.