To remember!

As mentioned in the previous post, Collin is my shadow! He literally does not leave my side. If I want him to change rooms, I don't ask him to go (that never works!), I simply go to that room myself and he will be there in 15 seconds. It's a little maddening when trying to clean or get anything done! (OK, it's crazy annoying, but moving on.)


Well, true to form, last night I walked downstairs to change the laundry and before I could turn around, BOTH boys were down there with me... Collin running circles and bumping into me while yelling nonsense, and Weston, crawling over to the sump pump and touching the dirty, spare battery. Mind you, Travis was home!! But for some reason, there is no magnetic pull there. Why?! Heavens knows!! I wish they would trail him as closely as they do me. In exasperation, I said, "Why do you follow me wherever I go?!?!" And without missing a beat (still running in circles), he sweetly and simply replied, "Because.... I just LOVE YOU! And... I just want to be with you!" *heart melting* I couldn't even reply. I was loved into silence.


It reminded me of when I was growing up and we would fight with our siblings and whenever one of us would complain to my mom that so and so was hitting us or bugging us, she would say, "He just loves you", with a smile on her face. Then she would remind us that we chose to be siblings in heaven, so now we got to deal with it. :) I have no idea if that's doctrine, but it did make sense to me back then and seemed to help. Now, I still don't know how families were formed in the premortal life, but I do know that my kids were meant to be with me. And in all my lack of patience and frustration, my crazy child was able to remind me why he can't leave me alone. It was a tender moment.


I need to remember to be more grateful that he wants to be my constant buddy. I know that won't last. Someday, he will probably be super embarrassed of me and only want to hang out with his friends. And I'll probably wish for the day that he wanted to be my best friend. The times when he overlooked all my shortcomings and forgave me the moment after yelling at him or losing my temper. I'll remember how unconditional his love was when I didn't feel like I deserved it. Mother's get some pretty awesome "free passes" in that regard.


That is what I need to remember when I am wishing he would {love me} just a little less. (You know, just when the floor needs to be mopped or a phone call made :)