Sometimes it’s the very little things that reach into your heart and remind you what Love looks like… Kids are very good indeed at providing some of the best of these moments. My eight year old daughter wanted to surprise me with breakfast in bed. (actually she wanted to surprise Hubby too, but she is inherently a night-owl type and therefore has “issues” with rising early in the morning and Hubby is a “morning person extreme” and therefore an exceedingly early riser so it was never on the cards that she would be beating him out of bed)
So it was me who was woken up with a loud short of ” Mama, Surprise !!! Look what I have made for you !!!” and little Mr Four following behind with a big smile on his face, wanting to point out (and preferably handle) every item of my surprise breakfast tray with a sticky little finger (or ten)…
Of course kids like to play, and playing doesn’t stop when they make food, so naturally I don’t get just toast or anything usual, regular or plain, it all has to be jazzed up and made into shapes, faces or play forms of some sort. But that’s what makes it special, no five star hotel would ever think to greet your first waking moment from a deep slumber with a yogurt “face” that sports kiwifruit eyes and a banana mouth…
My five star breakfast treatment is personal and hand crafted with love… No matter how deep in sleep you were and how much you might have wished for an extra hour of blissful dreams, nothing compares to the feeling that you get when something like this is presented to you with beaming proud smiles and the expectant little faces that eagerly await your approval… Wow I am sooooo proud of my little gems.
Look what Mr Four has made me too… actually I think that this use of dried beans for the eyes is inspired LOL, and I make it well known that I am the happiest and proudest Mama on the planet to have kids who want to do things like this for me. I think that on a day like Christmas Day, it’s important to remember that “giving” in the smallest of ways, all though the year is so much more important than just expecting or giving the brashest, biggest or bling-y-est gifts, that there is so much more to the art of receiving, and so much we can teach our children about expectations.
We have a bedtime “tradition” that the kids laugh about… I say ” Hey kids! Guess what?” They reply… “What?” …. I say ” Do you know that I love you very,very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, veeeeeeeeeeery much!?” You can spin it out by adding as many ” very’s” as you can possibly manage to get into the sentence without turning blue gasping for breath… Sometimes they go ” awwww Mama, not that again!” or ” yeah,yeah, we know” but they will complain if I skip it so deep down they look forward to our nightly little game and giggle.
In the end it’s important to remember what’s important in Life… it doesn’t matter of you are a person of Faith or not, or what that Faith is if you are a believer. But I think it is important to always remember what Love looks like…and at least one day a year, try to celebrate and appreciate the simple beautiful acts of love that other people have done for you this past year… for me this day is one Special day when I do that… but it’s by no means the only day.
ps. apologies that the photos didn’t load properly when I first did this… I messed something up and I’ve fixed it now.