We may have started a family tradition last night. In fact, by the glimmer in Little t’s eyes tonight, I am sure we have. He excitedly got down from the table after finishing his supper and immediately grabbed the blanket laying on the toeshack. A was there in a second and soon they were laughing and giggling under their tent blanket. I joined in and we sang songs, laughed, tickled, laughed, gave kisses, and just soaked up the time together.
It was a perfect example of the point that A made at the table just minutes before. He had just stated that not only is he at peace here (something we had been thanking God deeply for as we lay in bed one night last week), but he is so at peace with raising our kid here. He stated that he really doesn’t think that there is a better place for him to be growing up these days.
I couldn’t agree more.
To many people that may seem crazy, but it is the facts of life for us. That is not to say that life here is a walk in the park, or that we don’t wish for something more fun/easy/glamorous every once in a while. But for this season in our lives, raising our son here is a very good thing.
Like A mentioned, we don’t run around like crazy (like we would be prone to do in America). We eat supper together as a family every night. We play together afterwards. We read books. The boys play outside and chase the rabbit while I cook supper. Weekends are spent in our pajamas and building great things in our yard. Little t spends his mornings helping kAkA pick up weeds and sticks in the garden. He smiles and chats the whole time. We find ourselves on our knees constantly and humbled all the time.
It is a good time in life.
So, even though some people think we are crazy, and others call us irresponsible parents for ‘forcing’ our son to grow up here, we bask in the beauty of these days.
We savor peace in these days.
We grow as a family,
And we live with joy.
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