You know how before you had kids, you pictured parenting in a certain way? Like, maybe, all of your eager children gathered around you in the middle of your sunshiny living room floor, listening intently as you read book after book and expounded deep Biblical truths to them? ...or maybe not every one enters parenting with these high hopes and dreams. Maybe I'm the only one who pictured parenting as endless moments of joy instead of being realistic about the struggles that are mixed in daily.
Anyhow, I actually had one of those moments of perfection earlier this week (at Hubby's parents house). Z was sitting at the kitchen table, eating his chicken nuggets and salad (which he had requested, by the way), Natalie was sitting contentedly in her car seat next to us, and I sat down to play the piano. Z made some requests, so I played some different songs for him, including Onward, Christian Soldiers and Jesus Loves Me. Finally, it was time to get ready for church, so I told Z that we could sing Jesus Loves Me one more time, but only if he sang with me. I didn't expect much, as he's not usually keen on singing when someone else wants him to.
But I played the song, and Z sang along to all the words! It was perfect and beautiful - one of those elusive and wonderful parenting moments I've always dreamed of! :)
Then the next morning, Z somehow got a hold of a permanent marker and drew all over the piano keys! Thankfully, nail polish remover got it all off! So, back to real life with it's joys and struggles, right? :)