Heartstrings

So for us it is Spring Break this week. So far so good. Miss goes to her day camp during the day and she loves it there because it is pretty much like Pre-K was in that there is no schoolwork and all fun all the time. They ‘get her’ which is a huge blessing so they will call her on the mild stuff she pulls from time to time and when a “tension” shows up between her and another camper they are right on it and so she feels more secure there than she does at school where she can bulldoze the grown ups. So interesting how our kids don’t feel safe when they can get away with their stuff.

Any who the other 3 are doing well on the home front. My Fibro Myalgia has been flaring big time and in harmony with the time change the fatigue is kicking my butt so we have not been able to go and do much yet. We did make a stop by the Good Will and we picked up a Hannah Montana board game and this is where the heartstrings portion of this post comes in.

Big Sis is asking the questions involved in the game and the question that was asked to Mr. was, “What is your favorite childhood memory?” Big Sis clarified for him, “You know from when you were younger than you are now.” He is seven. That sweet little man said, “Well I guess that would be the day that Mommy came to get me because then I was a part of this family.”

I was standing in the hallway listening in but they didn’t know it. It was one of those, “Thank you God” moments. He sure is a challenge but he has such a sweet heart and he loves his Mama and his family. I can’t bear to think of what his life would have been if adoption were not available to him. And although there are days when I wonder, I am thankful he is our little man.