Sunday, April 13, 2008

A Moment In Time

I was out of town for the weekend. I had a really great time of getting away, taking a break and hearing from the Lord. Major Hunk and Cpl Cutie had their first weekend alone together. I won't lie, I was nervous. I wanted it to be great and go smoothly and they would have a blast with each other. And they did! Thank you, Lord.

I picked her up from my brother-in-law's house where she was being watched for the interim time while I was en route home and the Major was off to work. I picked her up and she was fine. Happy to see me, but not thrilled. And, I tell you, that made me so happy. It means that she had a great weekend and all was well. She was asleep in about 10 minutes of us getting home. But, not before she could ask about some of her favorite people around. She asked me, "Where Dinoboy?" "Where Aunt Bff"? (This is her cousin and aunt and they are the best of pals.) Then she needed to call Dinoboy on the phone. Now, you need to understand that she isn't even 2 1/2 yet and he is 4 1/2. So, you can imagine, I was curious to hear what their conversation would sound like. So, I put the phone on speaker and called. I told my bff that Cutie wanted to talk to Dinoboy. He gets on and they just started chatting away. It sounded something like this:
Cutie: "Hi"
Dinoboy: "Hi"
CptMom: "Ask him what he is doing."
Cutie: "What doing?"
Dinoboy: "Just standing in the kitchen watching daddy bring in the bags from the car and then I am going to play a little bit and then I have to get ready for bed because it is almost my bedtime my bedtime is nine firty and it is almost nine firty."
Cutie: "Oh"
Dinoboy: "What are you doing Cutie?"
Cutie: Very intentional but unrecognizable toddler chatter
Dinoboy: "Ok...bye."

I have to say that it was quite incredible to recognize that I was listening to a two year old and a four and a half year old carrying on a conversation where they utilized the social rules of engagement. They took turns speaking and listening. They validated one another's statements. It was absolutely precious.

Then, she looked at me and asked, "Where Baby Boy?" My world stood still for a moment as I had to once again tell my little girl that her little cousin has gone to heaven to be with Jesus and that he won't be coming back.


Amazing Racer said... perfection.

12 1/2 hours of sleep...why don't things like that happen to us moms??? I know you didn't write about it, but I can't stop being envious about it.