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Over the years, we've always compared our family life to a wagon train heading west. Just as everyone had to do his part to get to Oregon years ago, so everyone in our family must do his/her part to make our journey through life successful. If somebody climbs in the wagon and lets the others do the work, we just don't make any progress. We all have to pull our weight and work together. Along the trail we find lots of pebbles that make for a smooth ride and some bigger rocks that jar us a little; we hit the occasional pothole that can slow us down. But if we purpose to search diligently, there are countless gold nuggets and precious gemstones along the way as well. This journal is an attempt to preserve some of those precious moments for our children, and our children's children, as together we travel this trail called life.

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11


Wednesday, April 23, 2014

4-23-14 Hey Mom

So this morning we did some chase around town, and I observed a little scene at the library. We were doing our business, picking out books, when a persistent little voice caught my attention.

“Buu-er-fy, Mommy, buu-er-fy, Mommy, buu-er-fy, Mommy, buu-er-fy, Mommy….”

Over and over and over he said it. This adorable little tyke was pointing to a spring decoration, a big cloth butterfly hanging from the ceiling of the library. His plea for attention went on for a long time, long enough that I started looking around for this absent Mommy. Who was with this little guy who could barely talk yet? Who was he talking to? Was he here alone?

Oh.

No, he wasn’t. Mama was across the room, gone into the land of her iPhone. Checked out.

Sad smile

Hey Mom – can I just give you a quick reminder?

A reminder of what’s most important?

It’s not facebook or twitter, it’s not your email, it’s not US News And World Report or The Blaze, it’s not this blog, it’s not any blog. It’s not your virtual Bible study, and it’s not even the medical research you need to do for your child’s ear infection or heart condition.

What’s most important is that little person who needs your attention, your ear, your interest, your smile, right now, just as much as he needs the very air he breathes. If you want him to talk to you when he’s twelve and sixteen and twenty-two, you’ve got to listen to him right now when he’s two. And three. And five. And nine. And always.

Right now.

Just sayin’.

1 comment:

  1. Ruth,

    I think I am going to start a blog and link it to trkaiserfamily.blogspot every day:-) I could NOT have said it any better. I am so very thankful that 20 years ago we started talking to our children(giving them our attention, our ear, our smile)...every day, at all times of the day, about everything they wanted to talk about, about every little detail........ As a result, to this day, they all talk and talk (and talk!) to us, and ask questions, and ponder situations and totally open up about every issues, from "not so important" to "extremely important".

    John and I will easily be up till midnight tonight....talking. We were last night and the night before and the night before that, because we have children who need us right now.....We will catch up on that sleep later, like 40 years later, because they are more important......just saying :-)

    Keep On Keeping On Kaiser Family!

    Misty for the John Sauder Family

    ps. If parents do not give attention to their children, they will seek it from someone else, something else, or some place else..........There are many verses in Proverbs that speak to this better than I ever can. Once again, just saying. Keep writing Ruth!

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