A Boys Path

A Boy’s Path

By Tracey on Aug 18, 2013 06:00 am

What is it with boys?

So we are walking from the parking lot to the church entrance—simple enough. Or is it?

We are walking on the rock path and sidewalk. He is walking around the bushes and through the grass.

We are walking across the street. He is bouncing across the street “blasting” cars—woosh, pppssshhhwww.

We are again walking on the sidewalk. He is balancing on the curb, then walking on the mulch, then heading towards the rock wall.

Hubby says, “Come here and walk with us.” He falls in line beside his father and then proceeds to strut his way towards the door in sort of a half-penguin, half-ape saunter—all the while singing some happy little tune.

We all made it to church and enjoyed the service, but somehow I think he had the most fun getting there.  And yes, upon repeating much of the same process, returning back to the car.

Boys just do things … well, like boys.

So mom, let him.  And if you’re fortunate, he’ll rub off on you and you’ll balance on rock walls with him! (Yep, I did … heels and all!)

I read that article 

a while back.

It made me laugh,

and realize 

my boy are BOYS!

They always choose

to walk through the water,

in the mud,

on the rocks.

Sometimes I think

wow, they are crazy,

undisciplined kids!

Where is their mom?!

But then I read

an article like this,

from a Christian Blogger Mom,

and come to understand,

I need to JOIN them!

I see these paths 

as dirty, mom difficult

and possibly dangerous.

They see fun,

challenge

and dirty!

Before I had kids,

I prayed and prayed

He would give me boys.

He did,

now I need to learn

to appreciate them more.

After going back and forth

about it for a couple of years,

we finally made the decision

to not have a third child.

There were pros and cons

but mainly,

I want to savor 

the time I have with these two.

I don't want to miss

any milestones,

I want them

to have every opportunity.

Mainly,

I don't want to miss

a second because 

they change so fast.

The daily 

grind of parenthood

is not easy.

It is easy to wish time away.

Then, as I look back at pictures 

and see these two sweet babies....

My heart aches

and I want those babies back.

I don't want to feel that way

about today.

Every day....all day....camo!

So,

we play army and cowboys

and board games

and hide-and-seek.

We run and run

and play in the dirt,

rough-house

and cuddle.

And,

I am thankful

they are more independent,

almost done with diapers

and sleep all night.

I will not look back...

I will follow their path.

love, the rockinryans