For those of you that have been wondering…my smoking ceasation is continuing to go well. I still crave the nicotine but I’m making good use of the nicorette gum roughly three times a day. I am completely confident that I have kicked the habit.
Not sure how your weekend was but mine was pretty fantastic. This was the weekend that my daughter spent with her Grampa(my father)/Gran’s. They love to take the children one at a time overnight so that they can really spend quality time with them. Grampa/Gran cater the entire time spent with each child doing/eating exactly the things they love best. Needless to say, the boy child was a little annoyed that it wasn’t his turn for being spoilt by them.
As for myself, I was happy to have the one on one time with the wee man. Right away he told me he wanted to make a chocolate chip cake with me so before we dropped his sister off, we went and picked up our groceries. I’m by no means a competent cook, let alone a baker, so this consisted of box cake and jar icing. All set for our cake baking fun.
We dropped her off which is approx 30 mins away from my place and then headed back home. I’m so used to them fighting, yelling and smacking each other that I almost forgot he was even in the car. Sitting like a little gem, quiet, looking out the window and every once in a while I would catch him singing to the music. My little man.
At home it was quiet – a really peaceful day with the boy. We baked the cake, licked the bowl, played Wii and I made him his favourite meal…chicken nuggets and french fries. That evening he stayed up a little later than usual and then I let him fall asleep beside me in my bed. He’s such a big boy, but yet he’s still so little. Sweetest little face with a cute nose. He’s a cuddler and he’s always hugging and giving me kisses but always reminding me that he’s a “big boy” of 5. He say’s the funniest things without even realizing that it’s a laugh and when I ask him if I can hold his hand while he falls asleep he tells me “only for a little while, it’s a bit annoying”.
In the morning I drag him to church but he’s excited at the fact that he’ll be able to have McDonald’s and the library as a reward. So easily pleased. Such a beautiful son. What the wee boy doesn’t realize is that although Lily is having her special time with Grampa/Gran, he’s actually having precious, quality time with his Mom. We won’t have much of this time left, he’s getting older and soon won’t be interested in spending these quiet moments with me.
I’m reminded of a book I used to read to the children, for the life of me I can’t recall the title, but it followed the journey of an acorn to a full grown oak tree. Every single time I read that book, I find myself crying tears of both joy and sadness. That little acorn was pushed from his momma’s leaves and told that he would one day be a big, strong oak tree – like her. Right before my very eyes, that is what is happening with my boy, and my girl. Growing up so fast. Time is truly flying.
Enjoy the ride, it’s a Daith Hardd