i learned something this past weekend. i laughed out loud when the realization struck me. And then i smiled…for a long time.
It was a typical weekend around here. The hubs and i convened in the living room saturday morning and asked our usual question; “So what’s on tap for this weekend?”
For some people, that might mean, “Where do you want to eat out on date night?” or “What time do we need to be at so and so’s birthday party?” But most often, for us, what we’re really asking is;
“What projects are we going to tackle this weekend?” “What’s on the Home Depot, AC Moore, Terrain shopping list?” Stuff like that.
i’m a little embarrassed by this.
My husband and i often discuss the fact that we should consciously take some time out to picnic with our 4-year-old or just veg in front of some animated movie with a big bowl of popcorn so he knows our attention is on him. In fact, this past weekend, i was determined to focus 100% on my little guy. It was my #1 goal. But it didn’t turn out how i’d planned.
Little man trotted into my room bright and early saturday morning, climbed up between the 2 groggy lumps and nestled into the covers. i savored the snuggle and breathed in his hair and strengthened my resolve to have a day without projects.
“What do you want to do today, buddy?” i asked. “Today is all about you, and you can do anything you want.”
i then proceeded to throw out a million kid-friendly ideas, all of which were quickly snubbed.
“I just want to work, mommy.”
“i want to work on projects with you and daddy.”
Oh lord. i’ve created a monster.
It’s true, my child will choose a paintbrush in my studio or screwdriver in the garage with his daddy 9 times out of 10. He wants to make things. He doesn’t think about it. He just lives it. He is just like my husband and me. i worry if that’s a bad thing.
While watching tv the other day and seeing a commercial for a Food Network show, he asked if WE could build our own restaurant. He could make the food because he’s so good at helping make dinner.
He saw a truck on the road that had flames painted along the sides, and later asked me if we could paint his wagon green with orange flames so it would look like it was racing.
He even asked me if we could build an airplane with a “real jet engine” so he could take all his friends for a ride!
i’ve tried to explain that certain things are best left to the experts, but he just reminds me we can buy a book or look up instructions online.
i’ve created a little do-er.
He has no concept of “can’t” or idea in his little head that some things might be impossible to make. i kinda love it.
This weekend, we were prepping for an upcoming family BBQ. i wasn’t feeling well, so i took the easy road and planted myself on our couch for the simple work of slip-stitching the zillion new cushion covers i’d made for our deck furniture. Nick and Cooper sat on the rug in front of me assembling a new outdoor misting fan (which we bought specifically for Papa Joe, and little man thinks is the coolest thing ever.) Coop ran back and forth fetching tools as Nick called them out and he was in charge of tightening screws. i had to sit back and pause for a moment. Then i took a photo. This is my family. This is how we roll. i cannot help but smile.
And just when i worry that maybe my little guy is not doing enough “regular” 4 year old things while he’s so busy tinkering and building, he abandons me and my boring old needles and thread, and Nick with his last few screws, and goes running off in the direction of the swingset to dig in the sandbox and climb his fort.
And all is right with the world.