June 1, 2020
Growing Little Love
Thea is getting independent by giant leaps. I don’t do the whole months thing unless I have to (I love math, but “over one” is just as good as “fourteen point two five months” as far as describing my baby’s age goes) so when people ask, she’s one.
Lucas gets a new bike, and Thea has to try it!
Lucas gets a water balloon maker (thank you, Grandma! The grenades have shredded latex shrapnel all over the yard – so Thea likes to clean all the pieces up)… and Thea is right alongside them filling up balloons.
At the beach she’s looking for shells with Becky and running into the surf with Lucas – not as far as Lucas, at least she still got a healthy fear of the deep!
Building a cage? Oh yes, Thea is right there trying to screw in the wood… well, Mommy and Lucas were using this tool on the wood: Thea just hasn’t figured out screwdrivers drive screws!
Grandma brought a pool – “Mommy!” Thea wants it set up so she can splash!
Daddy gets stakes for the garden… Thea is helping him drag them to the right spot!
Thea loves her shoes (Thank you, Jesus! Finally a child who wants her feet covered outside!) and will bring them to her bigger siblings since she can only get her feet partway in and she knows that isn’t proper. …and reading – she loves anything Becky is reading. (Actually, anything Becky is doing!)
I love watching them grow. I drove Christina and a friend to another friend’s graduation and his mom mentioned how much Thea has grown. I can already see her at 16 and graduating in a year like her eldest sister… time flies. Enjoy every minute with them!
Life has taught me, fortunately at a young age, that we are not promised tomorrow. The byproduct is that I am frank, honest, and don’t hide my care and concern for those I love. I try to remember that each time I speak to someone may be the last – I have lost many people and none of my losses are plagued with regret at the last words spoken. I pray that I keep love first.
I watch my younglings grow and I continually pray that I am guided to teach them how to live without regrets. To love honestly, to speak in that love, to always stand for truth, to live life taking risks so as never to say, “I regret…” wistfully thinking of some word or action they wanted to do but decided against. I pray they guard their hearts from evil and think on positive things.
I watch Thea grow, as I’ve watched each of the others and my younger siblings, I smile at her growing independence and blooming personality. I am so thankful and humbled that God blessed us with the honor of raising our children and leading each of them toward their own way. Our time with them is short. Enjoy every moment.
Type at you next time,
~Nancy Tart
