we often comment around here that mapboy is every bit his father. he may favor my side in some of his looks: round face, stockier build, etc... but for the most part he acts just like his father and has his coloring.
last night, however, i saw a glimpse of myself in that sweet boy! we were being hit with storms last night. mapboy who is fascinated by weather and maps and such was glued to the tv weather reports. daddy was at a meeting so he needed to keep me current on where what was headed and when. he was also keeping track in case we needed to call family and friends to tell them to take cover! well at bedtime things were clearing up and of course our town for whatever reason seems to escape the brunt of it(gladly). just some rain. off to bed he goes...
all is quiet for a while and then off in the distance i hear some thunder. i breathe a sigh of relief that both kids are sound asleep upstairs and have been for close to an hour. but no, i hear a faint cry for mom from mapboy. so off i trek to kindly remind him we are safe and sound! after a prayer to God and reaasurrance from mom he settles back in. every 10 minutes i hear him run to the stairs and call me back. now i'm getting a bit frazzled about all of this..i mean he was so excited abut it all until bedtime.
i am tempted to threaten but instead remember the days when i was his age. you see, i was often calling my mom in. i hated sleeping through storms and would try to hide under my covers. mapboy was doing the same but he sleeps with the roof about 6 inches from his head so he hears the rain with great intensity. of course the tornado warning wasn't of much help. i would often beg to sleep in our basement and my parents would agree since that meant they could sleep as well. so off i'd go to the basement and usually sleep it out.
at 10:00 i hear mapboy beg to sleep in the basement. what a great idea!! except that we have a cellar for a basement that is damp, moldy, and cold. not exactly a source of sleeping comfort - especially for one with allergy induced asthma! so i did what i vowed i would never ever do for my children!! i curled up in bed with him until the hail, rain, and wind passed over. it only took about 10 minutes and of course he was still awake. but when i crawled out i said good night. he said thank you and drifted off to sleep for the night! i pray i haven't started something here, but in the grand scheme of things....that 15 minutes was really quite a sweet moment in my life.
and, yes, friends...there is a small part of me to be found in mapboy!
last night, however, i saw a glimpse of myself in that sweet boy! we were being hit with storms last night. mapboy who is fascinated by weather and maps and such was glued to the tv weather reports. daddy was at a meeting so he needed to keep me current on where what was headed and when. he was also keeping track in case we needed to call family and friends to tell them to take cover! well at bedtime things were clearing up and of course our town for whatever reason seems to escape the brunt of it(gladly). just some rain. off to bed he goes...
all is quiet for a while and then off in the distance i hear some thunder. i breathe a sigh of relief that both kids are sound asleep upstairs and have been for close to an hour. but no, i hear a faint cry for mom from mapboy. so off i trek to kindly remind him we are safe and sound! after a prayer to God and reaasurrance from mom he settles back in. every 10 minutes i hear him run to the stairs and call me back. now i'm getting a bit frazzled about all of this..i mean he was so excited abut it all until bedtime.
i am tempted to threaten but instead remember the days when i was his age. you see, i was often calling my mom in. i hated sleeping through storms and would try to hide under my covers. mapboy was doing the same but he sleeps with the roof about 6 inches from his head so he hears the rain with great intensity. of course the tornado warning wasn't of much help. i would often beg to sleep in our basement and my parents would agree since that meant they could sleep as well. so off i'd go to the basement and usually sleep it out.
at 10:00 i hear mapboy beg to sleep in the basement. what a great idea!! except that we have a cellar for a basement that is damp, moldy, and cold. not exactly a source of sleeping comfort - especially for one with allergy induced asthma! so i did what i vowed i would never ever do for my children!! i curled up in bed with him until the hail, rain, and wind passed over. it only took about 10 minutes and of course he was still awake. but when i crawled out i said good night. he said thank you and drifted off to sleep for the night! i pray i haven't started something here, but in the grand scheme of things....that 15 minutes was really quite a sweet moment in my life.
and, yes, friends...there is a small part of me to be found in mapboy!
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