I picked that three year old boy off the ground in the restroom of Chick-fil-a, and looked at the woman whose face tsk tsked, "we don't get out much," I offered sheepishly.
They darted out of the restroom, those two "big kids," 3 and 5, with babies at home, overwhelmed at the opportunity to have a special play date with mama. Chugging chocolate milk, cramming chicken nuggets, dipping Polynesian sauce, chasing cold lemonade, climbing through tunnels, zipping down slides. Repeat. And again. And again.
Their glee was pure, untainted. Because they couldn't recall the last time they had so much fun at this unfamiliar place. It was special.
Chugging chocolate milk, cramming chicken nuggets, dipping Polynesian sauce, chasing cold lemonade, climbing through tunnels, zipping down slides. Repeat. And again.
Then she did it- face drained of color and laughter, one hand of stomach, the other over mouth. "Mommy, I think I am sick." I grabbed her little hand, sticky with fun, and we darted out the backdoor. And up came all the merriment, right there on the porch of Chick-fil-a.
The catty little group of high school girls scorned us with their rolling eyes, and I replied, "we really don't get out much."
Ahhh, the life of a mother of four small children. Not so brave as to enter reality with my brood, we don't get out much.
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Take joy in the times you are out.. and let not your heart be troubled by the rolling eyes and scornful looks. You have the most precious gifts God can give...children...those who scorn will realize that one day.. my own are with the Lord now...enjoy them...God Bless...
Yes, my little trip did bring me joy...and nostalgia...the old neighbors are gone...but they are replaced by young families... God is rebuilding a part of town that went down for a long time.. God is so good.
I admire you deeply, Tyne...your wit, your passionate love for your children, your transparency. You make me laugh and you challenge my faith. I love you and I am praying for you!
Oh Tyne! If there was a mother there, she would have given you a knowing look, because we have all been there. Every one of us.
So nice to "meet" you...what a terrific post! You paint the picture perfectly...you have a way with words! :) So sorry it was the scornful looks that you felt dismayed by...hang in there...those little ones will be big far too soon!! ENJOY! :)
Blessings,
Camille
You don't know those high school girls - who cares! Your babies won't EVEN remember the vomit, they'll only remember the fun and who doesn't love polynesian sauce :) It sounds like fun to me. Good for you for making that time with them. I loved the post.
i so enjoy this post and can identify... even with only two 2 1/2 yr. olds! the tsk tsk stares of disbelief... can't you hear them thinking, "my child would never ....!" i remember those thoughts well as a fresh-faced 20 something. i love that the daily challenges of motherhood create great opportunities for blogging...and turning our hearts toward the Lord!
Hey Tyne, thanks for your comment! I'm so glad to find your blog and I am loving it. This post is hilarious but I can say that because I wasn't here. Kudos to you for finding the fun in it.
Oh my gosh!!! Poor little thing.
Guess it will be awhile before that happens again! =)
I always find it happier and safer at home. lol
Yah. We don't get out much either. LOL.
Never gets fun hearing that announcement "bucket in isle one" ... but what a cool story for her twenty first birthday
Well, I hope it was just all the excitement of "getting out" and not that she was sick And hey, at least you tried! ;)
I do love Chick Fil A!!
Oh, the joys of parenting.
At least it was fun for a while, right? I hope she's feeling better now.
Oh yes... I can relate. Our lives as moms are rollercoasters, aren't they? High highs, followed by LOW lows? :-)
What a great analogy for what we face day in, day out.
And my new friend .... may I offer my thanks here for your recent visit to my blog at Getting Down With Jesus?
Blessings to you ...
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