EDIT: Just for clarification, it’s Ava that’s going to Cubbies. Livi is all grown up now and is in Sparks and doesn’t really need her mom like she used to when she was “little.” Thankfully, I am still her hero about 82% of the time. Oh, and the “xanga pal” I mentioned is Kimmie, and is, in fact, much more than a xanga pal. She is actually one of my dearest and darlingest REAL-LIFE friends (especially since she has extended a standing offer to babysit…).
Okay, so I’m dreading tonight–my first night as a Cubbies leader. For whatever reason, the thought of 90 minutes of a passel of 3- and 4-year-olds makes me squeamish. There are three things I must keep remembering if I’m going to make it through…
1. Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me.” He loved them and commands me to love them too.
2. The Cubbies director thanked me profusely when I volunteered, and when she heard I had AWANA leader experience, you would have thought I gave her diamonds. She thinks God dropped me down from heaven.
3. When my own little 4-year-old heard that “Mommy’s going to be your Cubbies teacher,” you would have thought I’d taken her to Disney World. I was quite flattered. She hasn’t stopped talking about it. She ran outside to tell Livi, “LIVI! MOMMY’S GOING TO BE MY CUBBIES TEACHER!!!!” Later, I heard her talking softly to herself, “I just can’t believe Mommy’s my Cubbies teacher.” She tells everyone we see. I’m soaking up these precious, short-lived days of being her hero.
So there you have it. As a xanga pal commented today, she’s not a big awana fan. I never was either. I don’t like clubs and I don’t like seeing who can say more things and get more prizes. However, my daughters eat it up, and it provides the discipline I lack when it comes to Bible memorization. And it shows kids Jesus. And no matter how long/hard my day is today, I’m determined to smile and have fun with those little ones for 90 minutes tonight. (Please pray for me.)
I have a couple other things to share, but those will have to wait. One of them is something Gabe told me I couldn’t blog about if I valued my life. One is something that would involve divulging way TMI (but I might find a delicate/coded way to write about it later).
Livi has her first school pictures today. She has a mouthful of teeth at all different stages of growth and a cold sore on her lip, but I still think she looks beautiful and can’t wait to see them.
I took the girls to Barnes and Noble story time today. I like to listen to other moms talk to each other…especially moms who think they know the “best/only way to parent”–tales for another day. But oh, I would give an arm and a leg to spend a few hours by myself in a bookstore… all those words and books and chairs and smells and… mmmm… Something to look forward to when my babies are all in school… For now, I’ll just enjoy each day I’ve been given.
Hope yours is going well!